Wine Stains

Blended fabric forms the web As I’m tangled in your  Many limbs The storm of man and blood and soul And a woman out of time Struggling to breach the subject Of an attack on the palace  Her people ransacked  The rations burned By godless heathens But I’m just a fly, and what can IContinue reading “Wine Stains”

WD 77 “Go Back to Sleep”

A verse inscribed in fire and light. Go Back To Sleep      Rubbery appendages that were once my arms; bulks rounding down into legless humps of soft slippery matter. I leave a moist trail when I move. Blotches of diseased, evil gray come and go on my surface, as though light is being beamed fromContinue reading “WD 77 “Go Back to Sleep””