The Music…

ā€ˇThrough these narrow canals do your melodies wriggle With each pluck comes the boon of levitation Vision peers through seamed eyelids Liberated by your bondage I’ve felt my pores teeming with your zest I’ve seen my heart peeking through my vest You bask in infinite mystery as you do I trek across dimensions on your…

The Illusionist

They come to me every night, these dreams My recollection as vivid as it gets I bite on my upper lip and brace myself for another episode Last night we tried some raw oysters You took me by the hand at intervals drawing me closer only to whisper vague obscenity coupled with lecherous expressions For…