Tag Archives: poems
Declare You As Constant
If I were to scorn you, it would be blasphemy; the spirit into which I’ve been born again allows nothing but surrender to your holy lips, your fertile, divine tongue. A thousand thousand times I dreamt of your wet mouth … Continue reading
Chains
Each morning, I get out of bed from beside my wife and I walk past the bedrooms of our three small children and I go to the attic, amidst things old and new, where I look to the secrets artists … Continue reading
To Sleep With The Light On
Birthed by a monster, bitten by a wolf, raised by a banshee, suckled on venom, heart as dark as the blackest of tarpits, and still she is soft enough to sleep with the light on, like us, afraid of things … Continue reading
Because I Plan on Living Forever
I won’t give up our secrets until you’re cold and I have stopped mourning you. (or maybe before; how could I ever stop?) Then I’ll take out a 2 page ad in the New York Times, and tell the world. … Continue reading