Ever tasted the sweetness of a whisper… only to find it rotted your tongue?
It slithered the strobe lit path and sprayed the feculent flowers that swayed to senseless beats.
Bees buzzed and carried the nectar to pollinate tumours, ravenous for whispered words of wretched weather.
Insatiable blood bubbled from babbled intoxication and burned holes into vandalised veins, ravished by ridicule that riddled the heart.
—H, drunk on venom’s velvet drop
A scream, a slash, a gasp, this poem doesn’t whisper, it detonates. "Born Gay" is a defiant, fragmented descent into systemic hate, internalized shame and the brutal resilience of a soul made for light but forged in fire.
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You wore my mask and whispered my pain as yours. But I knew. Even behind your smile, I smelled the rot of erasure. Your queer was my gag—But I sang anyway. I flew anyway. I remained whole.
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A gothic spoken-nightmare of gay clubbing, drugs and decay. "Injected Deep Veins" exposes the toxic pulse beneath the beats, where gossip, lust and longing turn into poison. The Candyman is always watching.
Read the Full Whisper →A scream, a slash, a gasp, this poem doesn’t whisper, it detonates. "Born Gay" is a defiant, fragmented descent into systemic hate, internalized shame and the brutal resilience of a soul made for light but forged in fire.
Read the Full Whisper →A gothic spoken-nightmare of gay clubbing, drugs and decay. "Injected Deep Veins" exposes the toxic pulse beneath the beats, where gossip, lust and longing turn into poison. The Candyman is always watching.
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A poetic fragment of fury and fear, Adrenochrome is a whispered curse from behind the headlines. A glimpse into the rot beneath the pageantry, and the youth devoured for it.
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Straight White Male
A provocative, satirical poem dissecting identity, shame and language in the modern world. From “mansplaining” to “gender-neutrality,” it delivers a bitter elegy for the straight white male, and the backlash he never saw coming.
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