Saturday, January 14, 2012

wtf

Water falls in the basement
flowing like the piss of a whore
babylon is calling
falling
in the dark for three hours
my demon came
showing me the way
the will
Eye will.
chess match in heaven
Thumblina mockery
Pretzels
Yoga and sex
passionate
can't relate when
red doors turn black
and the wolf
breathes down my neck
watching my every move.
Let me carry you on
my back
across the stream
when you decide
to be
what you are
I won't fault you
when you bite.
The offering you bring
only eases
pleases
your suffering
prolonged
when it's gone
the sun still shines
that light
mine./

2 comments:

  1. That was freaking beautiful. I've made a new blog, please view it.
    I look forward to seeing your new poems.

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