Giallo

paint her in giallo paperback binding folded back open book spread pacing through pages flipping with anticipation on edge for each new thrill revealed in stages unknown pleasures phantom stranger lurking in subtext sharp as a knife pressed against her precious neck beaded with sweat pulsing with blood engorged enflamed erogenous zones heated flushing red…

Image of Fear

brittle bone rattles baring jagged edges jutting rudely beneath ill fitting flesh and pudding paunch – obscene and unseemly unsettling reflection pallid in a stained mirror – so familiar yet foreign gazing through sullen eyes – chalky complexion chill ‘neath warm skin – it scares me truly it does – creeps on nagging

Shadow on the Plain – Pt. 1

Retreat There’s something hidden here. Insidious, taking root in the erosion of my perception. I feel it, squirming uproariously, undulating with the cacophony of manic thoughts echoing behind heavy lids. It disrupts my sleep. Calls to me from the fringe of troubled dreams. Such visions it bestows upon me in the refuge of unconscious thought,…

Life: As Viewed Through a Lens

where will we turn when the sun hides when the tides roll in roll out wash the shore clean erasing our mark eroding as the grains slip through the glass shattered pieces scattered in all directions bellowing death wail perforating eardrums fall deaf eyes blind mind ignorant of our influence we’re all running treading water…

I’ll Blame You

we dine on stale flesh of cold desire drinking thin bodied watered down wine of remorse sitting in grey studio apartments overlooking a world which looks down on us – looking up with hope – gazing to the future – stuck in a present which longs for a past which never existed – i wear…