My love is wornlike cashmere sweatersflowery thornssoft studded leathercandy lips with razor teethgentle hips and burning sheathslip me on and feel the passionwear me out… your latest fashionpainful pleasure; cruel and kindcashmere cadence; bump and grind

You have releasedthe Kraken.The mighty eye opens,thrusting to the swelling surface.I come for you in waves,fists strapped to the starboard bow.Your tentacles are drapedlike twisted sea dreadsswaying across your varnished shoulders.I am the captain’s daughter.You are the mutiny of...

This is my masterpieceI have poured my heart and soul into this  I must hand this in  The pounding in my chest will not cease Every metaphorEvery juxtapositionWas executed with  A precise description She is going to hate it.That witch of...

Death winks at thelilies that smile inthe rain.He takes her.The last dirty trick.Watered drinks andsyphilis doesn't do thepatrons any good.Too much grief forplacebos and madness.Relief must come.Booze and fantasy justbring sickness, andlicking frogs isout of the question.Pipe dreams ease...