Canyon and valley
Yield to crimson rage
Following the branching twist
Build pleasure from necessity
Take beyond measure
Reap beyond words
A broken rule unleash a demon
And in the silence burn
Author: Pelgris
Fire makes the blade
Shadows blended smoke
Cold burns deepest in the bone
Muscles tension ease
Vapor sweet and kind
Whisper words of doubt
Summon up a
Brandished blade
Ask for your desires
Your will, your words
You’re mine
H is for…
Anxious turns to steady
Apologies become a kiss
Thought blooms and takes up residence
Linked across miles
A minefield of causality between us
Happy than I’ve been
Shattered glass
Pain and need war within
Desiring to be desired
Sweet memories of sweet tastes
Shaken the pieces rearrange
Reborn in the changes
Walk forth renewed
Linguistic Side show
Twisted stalks waive the fetid air
Puffed breadth forced out of lungs
Glasses coifed, lick her sliding down
Mugs painted and fire blooms
Paneful looks, with haunted eyes
In the debts of the Nose and the knots
False reflection
There is a moment of perfection before
it all goes perfectly wrong
A moment of reflection
Where the past hangs light and the future looks bright
But it’s all crashing down
This edifice of happiness brought low
Spinning plates and broken smiles
crocodile tears brought tale of woe
Desolate in the crashing waves
Sink below and drown
Ancient worship
Pain, crimson and guileless
spills across your skin
arcing in raised Nazca lines
worship to my goddess
writ in pleasure and copper tainted air
Gifts at twilight
the world as it is not mine to give
so I’ll give you my self and make of it a world in which to live.
There’s choices beyond my control
And life takes us turning
But it’s all just this yearning
This burning
This foolish heart
Tired at 4 am
Only this moment exists. Everything else is either a promise or a dream
Solar flare
The corona of the sun
Terminus line in my heart
Demarcation between the shadows of the past and the slim chance at future
always looking into the sun
Spots and after images swimming
but it trained me to see even when the
walls are washed out and I’m blind
It trained me to see with my heart instead of my eyes
