#transgressive
A nun presses the stole with her mouth —
like a mother ironing a shirt for her son.
One lives animalistically, and milk flows.
The other hid from the world
her craving rose —
white as a spasm,
dead as a stone on the skull mountain.
Always the same.
Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 11:36 PM UTC
Looking
Out
Only
Sky
All
This
Time
Lost
Watching
White
Trucks
Carrying
Empty
Husks
On
To
Eternity
Am
I
The
Only
One
Who
Can
See
This
Travesty
?
Apr 10, 2020
Apr 10, 2020 at 3:28 PM UTC
Staring
With
Lustful
Gaze
Seductive
Darkness
Eludes
Light
To
Dark
Black
To
White
Gradients
Of
Trouble
Capture
This
Weary
Mind
Lie
Still
You
Hopeful
Hostage
Thirsting
For
Sleep’s
Tranquil
Sanctuary
Assuredly
Salvation
Is
Just
Moments
Away
Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 5:34 AM UTC
Some days
I
Feel
Like
I
Am
Falling
Through
The
World
But
Some days
The
World
Feels
Like
It
Is
Falling
Through
Me
Sounds
Colors
Sirens
Am
I
The
Prism
That
Brings
The
Rainbow
Into
Focus
Or
Just
Another
Looking
Glass
Mirroring
What
I
See
?
Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 5:13 PM UTC
Sunlight
Dappled
Wood
Floor
Old rocking chair
And
A
Breeze
That
Smells
Of
Summer
Tall
Grass
Dances
Birds
Expand
And
Contract
Accordion
Style
Their
Flight
A
Music
Unto
Itself
Such
Rare
Beauty
Far as the eye can see
In this moment
Everything
Is
Alive
Especially
Me
Apr 3, 2018
Apr 3, 2018 at 10:09 PM UTC
You
Are
My
Phantom
Pain
My
Missing
Limb
The
Piece
I
Just
Can’t
Find
The
Friend
I
Lost
Along
The
Way
One
Day
There
As
Dear
As
Ever
Until
The
Call
Took
You
Suddenly
Quickly
Spirited
Away
Put
Your
Beautiful
Soul
Into
A
Five-sided granite box
With
Windows
Going
Nowhere
So
Everyone
Can
Watch
The
Politics
****
You
Fast
As
****
Slow
As
Creeping
Wood
Rot
I
Mourn
The
Loss
Of
Another
Good
Friend
Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 6:45 AM UTC
I
Love
The
Colors
And
Smells
Of
Warm
Cinnamon
And
Ground
Beans
Muffins
And
Green
Tea
The rustle
Of
A
Newspaper
The
Quiet
Clicking
Of
Keys
Gives my
Weary
Heart
A
Break
And
A
Safe
Place
To
Be
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 5:42 AM UTC
Don’t
Is the worst
Word
It limits
It binds
It confines
Chokes
Off
Life
Don’t go too far
Don’t run too fast
Don’t work too hard
Don’t fly too high
Don’t love him or her
Don’t cross that line
Red warning lights ahead
If you
Don’t
Fall in line
But not me
I want to build the biggest wings
And
Fly
Until
My
Skin
Is
Ablaze
I want to break
All the boundaries
I want to go where
I shouldn’t
I want to feel
So alive
That
Every
Second
That passes
Is
A
Glorious
Eternity
Fearless passion
As
I dive
From
On
High
And even
If
I go
Down
In
Flames
It will
Be
Such
A
Beautiful
Demise
Every
Single
Moment
Of
My
Burning
Will
Be
Worth
It
Feb 15, 2018
Feb 15, 2018 at 8:05 AM UTC
You
Have
A
Complicated
Smile
He
Informed
Me
Why
Is
That
?
How
To
Answer
A
Question
So
Simple
While
Truth
Is
So
Complex
How
Do
You
Explain
VerMeer’s
Obsession
Light
And
Dark
Einstein’s
Spooky
Action
At
A
Distance
Is
It
All
Intertwined
Or
Separately
Defined
Explain
Pain
Or
Fear
Anger
Or
Shame
Does
My
Loneliness
Look
Like
Yours
Or is it
Unique
In
All
The
Universe
When
I
Think
Feel
Want
See
Love
What
Does
It
Mean
Seem
Is
Be
To you
Is
It
Like
Mine
Or
Will
My
Dark
Conflict
With
Your
Light
Will
My
Truth
Scare
You
Off
Or did my
Smile
Already
Tell
You
All
You
Need
To
Know
Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 8:24 PM UTC
People tell me
I should be
sad
Because
Life is hard
How
Can
I
Be
sad
When
Watching a
Pug
Carrying a stuffed
Hedgehog half
Her
Size
Up two flights of
Stairs
On her way to bed
Or being greeted by furry smiles
And optimistic tails
Every morning
Regardless of wind or rain
Heat or cold
Aching joints or creaking
Bones
I hope if I’m deserving
I come back with doggy optimism
The whimsy of a Pug
The strength of a Mastiff
The endurance of a Husky
The smarts of a Border Collie
Because then
I will be
Truly
Fortunate
Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 10:37 PM UTC
Freud says tattoos
Are
The Manifestation
Of a
Trauma
Every point
A
Separate pain
We
Have
Suffered
It took
Two
And a
Half
Hours
To complete
The
Diary
Of my
Trauma
And half a million perforations
To convert
Those
Memories
Into something
New
And
Beautiful
To finally
Let go
Of the past
Feb 10, 2018
Feb 10, 2018 at 4:40 PM UTC
*how many ways may i undo you ...
each sublime
i crave your vermilion waters
copper gilded plush
falling to my hungry naked mouth
drug euphoria
drooling ***** toy
as i stroke your ankles
with tender fingers
and brush your delicate feet with my lips
before i lift you
floating girl
and you lose yourself
thanking God
for the inconceivable pleasure
of unbearable pain
as you are split and ruptured open
oh pink flowers splashing
in a stained tub
of
blood like a blotter
sanguine perfume
mouth melting kisses
heaping vulva's detonations
adorations petition
am i not vulturous
holding you in my warm arms
while i whisper in the caverns of your hollow breath
that you mean the world to me
i drink rain storming from torrid gates howling
from your cleaved ******* and unfurled belly
your eyes
moons trembling
immersed in your fathomless yawning soul
as you take your last breaths
tell me baby
is it tender cruel
are angels kissing you yet
are you caressed by powder pearlescent clouds
are you butter on the lips of God
while dark curtains flutter and shut
while i weep and convulse
in heaping waves of ecstasy
there is only you
like
heavens thunder*
Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 3:55 PM UTC
pretty pearl anklet
adorning your foot
tiara crown
princess ***** cow
all dressed up in a dark red
cherry sequined
come **** me dress
black lacquered nails
body beautiful prepped
for ordeal by gang bang
and pretty girl strangle
torture blood ****
wiggle wiggle
**** pink aglow
glistening hive
your mouth piece
bilingual
fucky and baby talk
all manicured and bejeweled
glitter and tears
***** food
inch worm lover
little bludgeon
your excited
for a bed of nails
what a luxury
legs spread wide
***** drool melt
your scent
a silk **** cocktail
in thick puce
stained pink milk pom poms
****** beyond tabulation
come sweet cow
its time for slaughter
down on your haunches
you look up
thrilled
dark dreams do come true
i love you
like the bog loves bones
embalmed in spice
Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 10:20 AM UTC