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WD 133 “Winter Secret”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Winter Secret The severed fingers point upward, toward the sky Clock hands, keeping time and watching the seasons No one knows the day or the hour But I’m bound by a wreath of timelessness Holiday wrapped, kept at bay And I want to sing, like theContinue reading “WD 133 “Winter Secret””

Weird Dreams 20 “Among the Heathens”

(Content warning: Strong language) A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Among the Heathens And I became Like a vapor to you So illusive, noxious like the Darkness of night, quivering across moonlight arrows God save me God damn her But the lust continues, even into the winter, in every point of theContinue reading “Weird Dreams 20 “Among the Heathens””