Your  hips and thighsNeed to feel my palmsGladly I will serve youReceive and relish this timeBare your teethLet me see the defianceLet me hear that inner growlWe are not going to stop tonightYou will be worn out before meStruggle...

The rain hits my skin like acid Peeling away the environmental slug that’s coated with ignorance What I need is waiting Perfectly still Exquisitely hard Waiting for what I alone can give Others have tried Others have died in their futile attempt My little biter Is not to...

He sat in the doorway  Of the dead superstore  The rain fell over the night  His guitar has no strings  He plays on Feeling the notes Strumming the rhythm  No sound but the rain He moans out the chords  To the empty street  Muffled by the rain

     “Each tattoo carved in flesh made him wince in painBut he, welcomed the disfigurement without regret or shame,      “In the distance the sound of sand cascaded like a waterfallWith snake like movements down skull decorated...