desert nights

sweat escapes my pores
under a tomb of warm stars...
soon the birds will feast

falling

deep canyons cradle
darkness like a newborn child...
I'm not afraid to fall

blown glass eyes

my eyes are blown glass
fresh from the fires of lust;
molded in your grip

fear

my whispers dress you
in a nightmare while you sleep...
you look thin in fear

death

the old hanging tree
engraves the dusk sky with glyphs
only death can solve

secret love

the petals of dusk
unwrap from around our love
as darkness blossoms

kisses

sometimes your kisses
fall from the sky like rainbows...
other times, like fire

sexy ku

your seductive face
peeks out from the cunt of hell
with stillborn morals

Halloween

jack-o-lanterns smile
with faces carved from the bones
of missing children