aDarkerMind

Glockenspiel, My Dorset

glockenspiel, my dorset

german bride

a corset for the chord. one devils note

one city\'s sage

anothers less apparent cherry tree.

my hero grows five smiles one hidden kiss

this is this. flat suburban fish.

balding men beneath a scalding sun

while chickens run their fingers through our chairs.

do our eyes dream blood

or do we dance as cobra to an alligator nest?

I have seen the naked mermaid as she swings

corinthians converse her supper time

neither pink nor do I rise my chariot.

half horse. half tarragon

Charlotte, her thirteen days of pregnancy

one penny mine

the second penny dropped 

the second time of christs barbiturate.

shih shu of mortal change

my house. my land. fat chance my barking tree

that peels away the cancer from my eyes.

am I brick or am I stone?

look at me and listen

my final hour, black asparagus!

no fuss for death. all lovers die

but what it is

what it is, it is

my feathered foe

my gigolo, my yellow tamborine.

unseen. untouched by human eye

if it moves 

then watch it die

my cock and ball

my yellow tamborine;