soft the night sleeping.
the trees whisper sad love songs.
a crack lets light in.
melting me
my throbbing pink worm
stronger under your soft touch.
my milky milt melts.
death knell
an inhalation
like an annihilation.
breathe life, exhale death.
toad’s tool
soul as black as coal.
perfume doesn’t mask your stench.
you’re a toad’s boil.
future endings argue reincarnation
fear consumes all
like an insatiable beast.
living on itself.
bosom blossoms
the drum beat goes on
like my mother’s heart beating.
upon her bosom.