Half in darkness she stands
In a dress of shrapnel,
Smoke and torn flags.
Dragging off cigarettes off human skin.
Eyes like cracked eggshells
Empty as life.
Her index fingers drip mother's milk
Like hypodermic needles.
She stumbles through my veins high on ash
Dry semen fiending for love.
1 | Loathsome |
2 | Gravedancer |
3 | Natasha |
4 | Starbelly |
5 | Jennifer |
6 | In The Meantime |
7 | Junkyard God |
8 | Towering Flesh |
9 | Jupiter's Eye |
10 | Heathen Temple |