the yellow sun frowns
and puts on a grey visor.
cloaked in shamefulness.
Archives for February 2012
turned leaf
behind a red door.
the world lies quiet and still.
another leaf turned.
godly howling
the beast in bulbous
belly hungry like the wolf.
howling at the gods.
heart ache
my soul flutters like
a bird beating in its cage.
heart wants to get out.
muscle memory
lean sinew on the
bone tucked into red muscle.
am i delicious?
itching sand
deep crevices in
my knobbly fingers and thumbs.
etched by sands of time.