If I were to  Drop dead Tomorrow.   Will anyone Remember  In sorrow?   Would it  Even make A difference?   Does it matter? Or am too insignificance?    Would anyone  Even Notice I was gone?   Will they Remember  The song.   I lived Or the words I sang?   I lived  As if there Was no tomorrow.    All the Words I wrote  Are all so hollow.   I tried to leave An ink...

It’s weird UKAnd the wafting scent reminds meOf a nuance, of a menaceOf a movie –maybeWith a queer settingCharacters that melt in their jointsAnd their bodies are meeting with my beingAs an infection of thoughtAnd they emergeEnticing, as she...

if covid was a personi'd scream right in their face  call them a punk bitch  knock them to the floor  spit on them like they're a dirty whore  drag them to the nearest train tracks  laughing like an old-timey...

In your depths, I am a shadow soullicking at a flame I can't fathomFate is cruel and did not allow My passion quelled out of necessityProvocation denied and repressedYou graze my sexual soulprovoking my lustbuilding it until bare, I squirm My...