Snow White
blood red
my liminal
tabloid Venus

anatomy of a nightmare
made her wet   
like a flaming June
of glitter crowns
spanning lighted pageants
and black perfumed candles

she pressed lubricated insertions
teasing open thighs
with ticklish pleated feathers  
and dressed up
to gild a galaxy of red parts
and trembling guts
that moisten *****
like slippery eel conbobulations  

***** blossom
thrilled for derrière calisthenics
yield dark fairytale Upanishads,
of tenderness
and splashing  horror

she fell to her knees
seduced  by the ******* villainess
*** **** demon queen
who kissed her pearl toes
and shapely contoured feet
*******
hot as fire night pyres
face down *** up
at her own imagined funeral

The less you know about me,
the better off we'll both be.
Nevertheless,
I do have a thing for
***** British women,
hot Afro *******
shapely Latinas,
leggy Russians,
***** little Jew girls
Asian **** *****
  Middle Eastern temptresses,
glory-hole *****,
classy escorts,
****** hookers,
loose ******* queens,
giant ***** riders,
******* ******,
******* tramps, cheating
slutwives,
shameless girlfriends,
promiscuous teen harlots,
easy party girls
and tattooed metal/goth/Satanic/witchy chicks.

HUH

morphine chapter and psalm
a goat herders guide to the universe
like a quantum haze
the blood drunk good book
a causal necessity
blabbering mouth piece
of ****** up fairytales
intruding cryptograms
and metric talk

an algorithm
of child ****** priests
a ***** house pope
of whispering voices
the Jesus of Satan
the eye for an eye
and
turn the other cheek
while money is the greatest
story ever told

holy mother
opens her legs
i am birthed in sin
watered in the baptism of heretics
like a panicked oyster
******* pearls
licking her **** shaped moon
in a ritual chamber
of enlightenment

bed of Lucifer
stroking his solar phallus
raising conciousness
like a ******* rocket ship
in the milky way vaginal fluid
of self deification

i am the blood in the yolk
embezzled passed the sanctum of lore
a genocidal ******
and ****** amputee
cross bearing sheep
with nuclear bombs

a Mardi Gras exterior
a death addict
having free will
without a choice
worshipper of bald faced lies
and i believe in Jesus
…..
Old Brethren's Prayer

we are the pure and chosen few
and all the rest are ******
there's room enough
in hell for you
…
"With regards to the immaculate conception
which is more likely
that the form of nature
had been suspended
or that a Jewish girl lied?"

Christopher Hitchens

Truth is too simple for words
before thought gets tangled up in nouns and verbs
there is a wordless sound
a deep breathless sigh
of overwhelming relief
to find the end of fiction
in this ordinary
yet extraordinary moment
when words are recognized
as words
and truth is recognized
as everything else

and i lean into her darkness
weaving a secret web
i am black cherry and roses
to capture you

we talk during a horrible silence
leaving sliced words
like snipped kitty tongues
dripping hex red

then like a renaissance
pandemonium  curls
between
fire hot desire
like bon bon handcuffs
and my beer bottle ****