Cat with plastic hands A photograph in my mind Sleeps unknowingly
The Process
Zombie Haiku part deux
Howling and groaning A tough game of telephone Was that a hello
Zombie Haiku part 1
Brains good for feasting Body part appetizers Can’t outrun the dead
Quiver
9/8/18 – I haven’t written in a long time. Thanks to last night’s poetry event, I was inspired to pick up paper…
Heat
coppermined spirals grottos, caves, earth’s caverns innards, tripas, spewed before us to reveal hoodoo visions chicken bone theories of wishes…
Tingly
it is in the witching hour in the dawn of days walk widdershins with me skyclad as above so below…
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