the glint of
your knife could pierce
through my
heart
without even making contact with my skin.
the swiftness,
your oddly serene manner,
the sheer
mystery,
it all draws me closer to
you.

-love comes in many forms

As the janicrary
Come to
Claim Wallachia
And again the notice a
Forest of impaled plague
Victims
Vlad’s why of terror
Through Plague.
Terrified the enemy runs away.

Blue poppies
Little up by the moon
A bright blue
As they glow
Beautiful
But are they covered
In blood.

The vampires are my sisters,
We dance in the night.

The ghosts are my brothers,
We cause folk a fright.

The werewolves are my pets,
We play with delight.

The human is my father,
The scariest sight.

He is the least humane of us all.

Them bones
Them bones
We have to
Collect all
The bones
To give them justice
To put them to the rest
That they deserve
Them bones
Them bones.

Better listen to me
This dead woman
Is talking
You should’ve
Treated me right
And not cheat
You may have found
Love.  
Shall this convo begin in hell


Salambo
Salambo

Better to listen to me
This dead woman is
Talking
You shouldn’t be
Racist
You should’ve
Been open minded
You may have found
Love
Shall this convo begin in hell

Salambo
Salambo

Better to listen to me
This dead woman is
Talking
You should’ve
Not beat me
You should’ve worshipped me
A goddess
You may have found
love
Shall the convo begin in hell.

Hide run scream fight
You can’t fight devious
Goddess.  

Salambo.

As I climb Everest
I end up seeing
Appertains
Ghosts
Maybe if the climbers
Who didn’t make it
Wait
I am starting to hallucinate
Or are there ghosts?!

It’s Halloween
I am going trick or treating
As a samurai
As usual
I go to the house
On the right said of my
House
And get old
Flight attendant paraphernalia
I wake up from the dream
The flight attendant stuff
Meant that my
Gardien angel
Barbra
Was watching me
For I was under a lot of stress.

There once was a woman
Who came back
From beyond
The grave
As a shape shifter
Though she
Can only shift into
A peacock
Whenever she wants to find love