Winner, winner.
You have lost
yourself
in a fever of hatred.
It spins around you
like a kaleidoscope—
fractured shards of warmth
in shades of red.
Goodbye, the blues of peace.
Untie my black-night
corset;
watch my pale, midnight skin
cavort
to your performing, icy touch.
We never kiss.
Even when we made love—
Aha!—
that was sublime wrath
sheathed in passion.
Everything about you
is filtered through high-fashion,
deathly, fiendish,
spectral binoculars;
maintaining the dastardly illusions
you crave.
While a foolish mortal
might ache for your
heart,
you are merely moving the *****
A Rook.
Warming the thighs:
A Knight.
Generating friction:
A disguised rainbow.
You move the Queen.
You checkmate
the darkness.
Eclipsed.
What little light remained
in familiar colored eyes
has gone red,
then drowned
to black.
Mar 24
Mar 24, 2026 at 12:32 PM UTC
Winner, winner.
You have lost
yourself
in a fever of hatred.
It spins around you
like a kaleidoscope—
fractured shards of warmth
in shades of red.
Goodbye, the blues of peace.
Untie my black-night
corset;
watch my pale, midnight skin
cavort
to your performing, icy touch.
We never kiss.
Even when we made love—
Aha!—
that was sublime wrath
sheathed in passion.
Everything about you
is filtered through high-fashion,
deathly, fiendish,
spectral binoculars;
maintaining the dastardly illusions
you crave.
While a foolish mortal
might ache for your
heart,
you are merely moving the *****
A Rook.
Warming the thighs:
A Knight.
Generating friction:
A disguised rainbow.
You move the Queen.
You checkmate
the darkness.
Eclipsed.
What little light remained
in familiar colored eyes
has gone red,
then drowned
to black.