The Promise of Bacchus

The Promise of Bacchus

Murmur my name Each time you take a sip, Do not forget my story As you refill your glass And stumble along until your Unchaperoned death... I lost my way in the bottomless cups, Singing a merry tune, Whistling at the sharp tang, bewitching as it beguiles a daydreamer, enraptured by the faults of the [...]

Like a Flower

Like a Flower

She was weak in the mornings, Neck bent and eyes downcast As the radio played throwbacks, Fetid breath and rough hands Dark brands, wide and deep, Back bent and eyes bruised, Yellow teeth and Old ripped up photos That reminded her of her childhood. As she rocked slowly to sleep, Woken by creaks and footsteps. [...]

Fading Youth

Fading Youth

Youth is like a plucked rose– loved with avarice eyes and guarded in a well-lit shell that decomposes with the stench of capricious fertilizer. She is pretentiously trimmed and tailored, fashioned in a glass vase, voluptuous shapes, undulating in throes of desire (a gift from snobby Sarah from Westchestor! ) Fiji water tepid, seventy-five degrees of adulterated dampness. Under the artificial, [...]

The Beginning

The Beginning

Flaxen hair with crushed Ice blue eyes, Like fallen snowflakes She descends from Valhalla With an inherent grace and speed. A Scandinavian beauty With a calm visage, like floating Decaying glaciers- She stood with a Viking's honor And Thor's pride and arrogance- A voyager who has lost her hurstwic Wandering and drifting as she Became [...]