the guy with a stick
sees no need to use his voice.
violence is easy.
Archives for December 2017
head or tails
my body lies mute.
spent like a gambler’s last dime.
my tail or head.
lost loves
my name is anger.
i breath fire in your veins.
your life is black ash.
sky mirror
the blue sky ocean
dotted with fluffy snowballs.
mirror the language.
bloody christmas
frost on the snowman.
red blinking nose on reindeer.
fat white man in blood.
slipping ribbons
in a quiet thought
slipping amongst mists of time.
feeding upon souls.