Before me stands a host of angels And I, knelt before them, ask for grace One approaches, I dare not look But he grabs my chin and lifts my face Dressed in Glory, Seraphs, naked Throbbing cocks like spears in hand It is a sacred duty they demand To be Hea...
Sitting here in my chair, dreaming, Visions of you filling my mind, I long to be alone with you, Enfolded in your warm embrace. I should be hard at work, writing, But the perfume of your presence Is just too intoxicating, Driving all other thoughts away....
Brightest light and broken thoughts assail our senses. Fronts of thick, heavy clouds approach us on every side. Every color of the rainbow floats softly through our vision. Quickly, the images stir and change. At first of our family, and our home. The com...
Thinking, walking, running in circles Hungry hands searching, reaching out On a cool morning, still dark Nothing, blank, stunned, gone Found a crayon as I ran against the wind Picked it up and began to scribble Making images of the future Visions of river...
It was warm today in our house by the sea, the smell of chili, bread rising by the fire. Outside, the wind was howling. Birds shivered on the wire and a few leaves dangled against the coming storm before falling to the piles of death around us. Beside me,...
