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.
Whispers from the Fire: More Poems that Burn with Truth…
Born Gay
inferior, wicked, perverted
Whispers from the Flame: More Poems of Recovery and Relapse…
Injected Deep Veins
cursed by demonic droning beats
Whispers in Pieces: More Experimental Poems to Decode…
Injected Deep Veins
cursed by demonic droning beats
Born Gay
inferior, wicked, perverted
Adrenochrome
royalty wandered the dark swamps