Yoghurt Covered Lies – Twisted Prose

leather trails along my hide, forsaken grimaces, illuminating wisdom, you cough and I relent, give back not take away, I was lonely when you came, I was lonelier when you stayed, a pocket protector without a pocket, somewhere different, something stale, yoga infused cum shots, masturbation is not denied, but pleasure cannot be made…

Woven Pathetic Mess – Twisted Prose

sickly sweet with a woven hoof, I lay down beneath the candle wreath, pleasantries aside you give to me, wayward glances lost in substance and abuse, caffeinated nightmares, tailored suits, platonic, electronic, manipulation complete, we wanted, we waited, destiny in a handbag, life incomplete…

There Is A Separation – Castration Within The Rabbit Hole

Sequences out of sync, after before I think, a window with no glass, places somewhere nowhere last, wisdom not given or earned, powerful moments, sunsets lost in the darkness of the blind, a feeling of warmth without touch, perplexing questions asked without design, hooded figures standing in a row, my sins forgiven, my hate purpose …

Ruptured Sands Inside The Damaged Flesh – Castration Within The Rabbit Hole

Subtle symphonies worn in the light direct, a great few many times regret, dancing in a motion slower than before, grinding against the watery hands of above, sleeping while awake, your eyes open my mistake, fevered words sucked into a vacuum of unparalleled abandonment, twisting like the knife of life, digging deeper into my flesh, …

Winchester Rides The Shotgun – Castration Within The Rabbit Hole

Worn and suffocating, a pillar of human madness, a throne of perpetual silence, wisdom comes and goes, words lose translation, dangerous agendas hidden from myself, a mirror reflection, a photo kept, I asked the question with words unrelated, the kiss upon thy forehead, sedation, kindness, asleep at the wheel while the driver keels over, an …