Butterfly Wings

Surrender to the glossy eyes of bourbon scented lust. Unfold yourself, parchment-thin, cracking and splitting damnation is yours to keep. Whispered affirmations descend canicular days jacket intimidation’s face. Accept rapture, evil’s sinister charade. Enjoy sips of steamy semen, impatient cum. Stand there, shrouded in shame having neither recompense or power Read more

Weeping Boys and Girls

So raw, unfiltered through sun/moon/stars bathing and drinking in naked showers/swimming pools. Don’t cover up! Flaunt/hide your daisies; this basket has always been here. //sunny, sunny, but it looks like it’s raining through that window// Weavers weaving weeping some brewing/ cooking soup and vitriol. Both taste the same from your Read more