Jan 2017
the moment he saw her
he was transfixed
she struck him
like high voltage barbed wire
up through the bowel
*****
****
heart
his brain caught fire
a spontaneous combustion
man
laughing
while
bursting
into
flames
shuddering
wild eyed *****
with a mouth
like a vampire
**** dancing
lickity splits
sizzle goo crotch
pink fizz *****
holding out a
spiked dogie collar
just
the
right
size
for
a
slow
choke
coming
dear
he was transfixed
she struck him
like high voltage barbed wire
up through the bowel
*****
****
heart
his brain caught fire
a spontaneous combustion
man
laughing
while
bursting
into
flames
shuddering
wild eyed *****
with a mouth
like a vampire
**** dancing
lickity splits
sizzle goo crotch
pink fizz *****
holding out a
spiked dogie collar
just
the
right
size
for
a
slow
choke
coming
dear
My poems remain explorations of the subconscious ******
If i where a film maker or a novelist you would see me telling a story, not judge me, although i admit to my paraphilias
These poems are lunar anamorphic streams of consciousness from the deep chaotic subterranean glitz of transgressive impulses we all share
Read them if you dare...You might find that part of yourself that you don't want you to know about and then again you may feel more complete some how if you do....I always loved that dark thing that sleeps with in me
If i where a film maker or a novelist you would see me telling a story, not judge me, although i admit to my paraphilias
These poems are lunar anamorphic streams of consciousness from the deep chaotic subterranean glitz of transgressive impulses we all share
Read them if you dare...You might find that part of yourself that you don't want you to know about and then again you may feel more complete some how if you do....I always loved that dark thing that sleeps with in me
