Friday, June 11, 2010

I have cast the spell of spikes
upon mine own flesh


I can read you
in the pattern my blood will make

as it wells

and when I smear it away
you will still be there

4 comments:

burning moon said...

ooer ... I like this! Very tense and tight.

Darkness and foreboding is always so cool.

burning moon said...

lol. I just posted to the great self-appointed poetry god 'john e' to fuck off.

sigh

that was so satisfying. He's been a burr under my saddle for a while now :D

burning moon said...

Tasha will no doubt ban me again now :)

Chris Never said...

I had no idea you were still running with that crowd

Good for you !!

Tell it like it is kid *grins*