MY DARK THOUGHTS….ADULT CONTENT

Monthly Archives: February 2014

Dusk Interludes.....

I personally took this picture several years
ago…


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They flutter inside my head, beautiful colors
on raven wings, messengers of the afterlife,
babbling insidious artistry….

Red escapes, imaging it flowing down warmly
as eyes meet the monster that prayed
with the Father, Son, Holy Ghost….

My skin chills, slopes, shapeshifts
illusions…

I sit atop cerebellum like a cherub, four
faces of humanity.

Whispers breathe, fairy dust scatters,
ashes of the dead follow….

Inside I dance, taste with my feet.
Melodious tunes I ingest, freezing
tongue tips, my gift to Mother Earth.

Nearsighted, hues swim in prodigy….
Trick or treat sweet to eat…
Night comes quiescent inside my head….


A kinder Darkness

Even darkness can be beautiful…..


Moon Lullaby

This to me is just cute..like a nursery rhyme to tell to a
child:)


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Hidden deep inside is me….
Luminous shades that drip
of another soul, nested in
sensual hues.

Poetic abortions flow,
bloodied, breathe to live
again….

Spiritual ghost roaming my
silk blues, watching dawn and dusk
arouse my sundial….

Silvered pearls drape
on flowered blooms, yawning,
awake, we stir….

He sits, counting tick- tocks,
legs swinging, licking syrupy red,
as ropes jump in laughter….

I am deception on thorn crowns,
basking in Hells sun……



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