December 2011
4 posts
Apatha
the whole town gathered ‘round to watch a man drown over the hills and eastern bound the whole town gathered ‘round to watch a man be hung to the ground nay a gasp or a sound they all just turned around
Veil of the Vixen
this leather fits like skin stitched from the flesh of more confident women when you can’t tell where reality ends and the seams begin that’s when you’re gonna give in
Like Thread On Flesh
the air filled with rose petals parachuting slowly on the heels of gravity sticking to the earth like thread on dead flesh they lay alone with no stem divided by depravity
