Poems from Literally Satan
pearls of polished tiger’s eye
and murky moss-green pools
stony swirls of stormy sky
all windows to the soul
deep dark drops of chestnut...
a starry moon
in pitch black sky
illuminates
the silkscreen fly.
with paper wings
and ruby eyes
the insect knows
that he shall die.
a...
the void came to meet us
late last Wednesday night
it sounded like a theremin
and felt like cold space
it showed us a tree
hundred feet...
The rain hangs like Christmas lights in droplets from the tree branches
Reflecting the cold white light of the sky
Like tears lingering on...
like ink in the water,
like a vast rolling storm,
like moss at the tree roots,
like frost in the morn,
like clouds over mountains,
like a...