Aug 252011

The sky's exquisite blacks
starless expanse of acids
a mobile of cut strings
windless, airless, chaste void.

My face reversed into a skull
negative identity, sliced zero
without the skin of thought,
self shrived of subject.

Sluice of sex, jerked pole,
fish and its fatal hook
a biology of bones
masked by muscle

the flint flirtation of pain.

Sorry, the comment form is closed at this time.