Chess in the afternoon glare, each square a kingdom. Sunlight leans over the board like an irritated instructor. A broken speaker coughs Coltrane into couch cushions and shag carpet. My back aches from time and miles. She sits across...

dwindling faith, the dark closes ininviting me closer to deatheternity reaps its ownspecial need, can only filled by hellinflicted pain, to awaken my firespilling from my lipssparking the imagination of your inner devilwho speaks in tongues, metaphors of hateespecially...

In my profane erotic fantasy, I was stalking my prey through a maze of shadows with the smell of decay and cheap perfume. Her memory indelible in my mind's portmanteau, for tonight she would be cashing in her chips....

taboo ocult gossip, hot topic at the momentinflicted need spits otherworldly desirehateful understanding, toyed with and cast outin the immortal, well knownwicked little tongue it's a pleasure to hear my prayersa hedonistic heathen of former daysmy soul travels from...