Thursday, November 05, 2009

there's no truth fairy

perverse and sere
see here
you wee knights
of weeknights
all blood, bile and quicksilver
and bellies full of eyes
awful jaw-fulls of ornate lies
sucked on and plucked from
and worried out by your lover's tongue
placed beneath your pillowed font
whence from your pilloried dreams once sprung

1 comment:

pagno said...

FB is altering my brain. I have an insatiable desire to click the J'AIME link beneeath this post.