Pure

It’s a fine line between death and life,in those threads of time when I’m under you,I feel death.I die every time your hand strums my skin,every time my breath stops and I drift on a web of hypnotised ecstasy. It’s a fine line between death and life,and I wish for death when you touch me.DeathContinue reading “Pure”

Pain’s lover

My bones are lead,a fresh sacrifice on pain’s altarTime is a punisher,laughing at me with its hourly seconds…Hot then frigid,when the door opens and darkness swoops in.Only I feel his breath on my cheek,Like river water caressed by papyrus;Caressing me so,”do you love me so?”My hands are lead,housing fragile skin that breaks at the glazeContinue reading “Pain’s lover”

Mirror

HeyWhy do you have wrinkles?They stretch down,fold your smile…close your eyes…when you smileCan’t look up without that fold between your eyes.You don’t want it anymore?You don’t feel sensual and sexualWhat if like him they go from obsession to indifference?You were pretty once. Now… when you look in the mirror,your face stretches downWhen you look inContinue reading “Mirror”

Bury

Your problems are a corpse,bury it.Your traumas are a dead dog,bury it.Your short-comings are radioactive,in metal vaults , bury them! Bury them,bury themDig eight feet down,too far to reach down,bury! In the unsuspecting dawn,the earth quakesAll buried zombies arising,tramping on rotting daisies,you buried undead things! At the height of noon,under the beating sun,they find theirContinue reading “Bury”