the wine spills
soft whines to no avail
fake rhinestones scatter into debris
love, wry and wrought,
wracked with distraught.

Despite what you've heard, I'm not quite dead yet.

You might've erased all good in me,
But like how the sea always met the shore,
I'll still be here.

You no longer remind me of anything.

I am of little faith.
You have taxed yourself, time & aggression wearing your soul down.
We have still a long way to go, my darling.

Have faith in me.

Regina meum, peccatum meum, mi domina.**

Terrifying feeling of something new.
As your lips trailed down my neck.


Terrible things I felt in my body,
As my mind fell to black.


It's a maddening twist of fate.

I'm forever yours now, aren't I?

Her body writhing to the rhythm of unconstrained lust

Imbibed of her soft growls and ragged moans

My own mind travelled : Their bodies/ Shuddered in his embrace
Enraptured by bliss
Lapping up his bounty

Fire, fire everywhere again.

It all burns away in his mind.

I have simply, hungered for more than just your touch.

What other way to combine two desires into one?

What could be more natural than to consume each other?

Maybe it'll start with little kisses,

Then caressing necks.

Then giving each other lovebites.

Wearing these ****** gorgeous purple bruises as badges of honour.

Draw a tiny bit of blood, and we take one tiny step into vampirism.

But we don't lap at each other's open wounds, do we?

It's the worst kind of hypocrisy.

And passively we lay down, bleeding out.

Her blur crashes into my windshield
But I don't raise my arms to my face
Neither do I remember how to tuck into a ball

The glazed eyes meet mine
Honey gum spills from her lips

Her revenant consumes me whole
Twitching, catatonic I become.

After the genocide was done,
I decided to remove myself before I was incriminated.

No one could know of the premeditated sin I had prepared, as all the outcomes led me to this tearful separation.

Least I could do, was to ease the transition.

I gazed stoically upon the wasteland I created, one last time.

I'm only human, to leave.
Adorned with a crown with cracked gems and black gold.

There were no more words to say.
The gears rusted over, for their own good.

No words to collect,
Cause they lubricate.

Her spindly fingers bothered me.

There I was, glaring from across the tables, teeth chittering with naked desire.


Her smile, coated with red, as the red line opened, closed with pearly white.


Picking them up like a graceful crane, and consigning them to a shadow realm I hungered abashedly for, from a corner.

Piping hot, the meat slid across her lips, proposing a grimace of both pleasure and annoyance.

Little by little, the whittled crisps went down too, with the yellow of the sun.


I really need some ******* chips now.

All year round struggling with innate sensory overloading.


But I kept pretending that it was all good, til it wasn't.
From the little harlots I met, to the black holes I've created.


There's no more time, for one more line to blow.
Nothing in the end resembles what I imagined it to be.


**Carpe diem quam minimum credula poste

So you want my name then?

Which one do you want?

The one I call myself by,
Or what people call me?


Names have power.

And I'm only going to give you one.

Rise, ghosts of yesterday.

Show me the way so I might conquer tomorrow.

Whisper, dark forests of today.

Tell me the way through the fog so I might pass through unscathed.

Return, legions of tomorrow.

Stand by my side so I might seize the day yet.

Now repeat after me.

This is not the end of me, this is the beginning.

We'll be alright alone.

Everything burns in the end.

Lit sparks

Carried the flame to burn alone

On the wings of a butterfly,

May we find who we are, truly.

Even when we have no face.