• Honey

    I prayed over the soil
    Corpses buried under crops
    Jungles of secrets
    Ruptures at each seam
    A needle without the thread
    Stay out of my dreams
    Pretend that it’s the end
    I’m seeing red
    And there’s nothing behind your eyes
    Who are you without your lies
    My heart panics
    Watching your soul go rancid

  • Body To Corpse

    The following poem was inspired by a Serial Killer.

    I hack
    And slice and chop
    Like a kid
    Syrup sliding down my wrist
    Power sponged in the creases

    I tell them to stop dripping their tears
    On my cement floor
    And clawing for their life
    As I lure it away

    Time wavers
    Their eyes drip into clouds
    Nothing left inside

    The moment dissolves
    As I shiver
    With blood love