On earth I sit and watch her
wild and free above me
my soul mate, my Venus
she is the brightest to me
the storm in her soul rests on Jupiter
she dances with my tongue on Mars
I breathe in her soft laugh
her fingers grasp Saturn’s ring
as I slip it onto her finger
she grips my sides tightly
as she takes me above.
Mornings were always hell and the dismal view a little more bearable when waking up next to a good looking woman. Or as my luck had been go...
We are at the roulette table in the Bellagio. The computerized one because it has seats and lower betting minimums. A mother and daugh...
The cavity where your heart once lied now cradles a colony of maggots boiling in frenzied feast finally giving your life purpose ...
The bones of dead fish bleach in the sun at the edge of Salton Sea. We hadn’t seen a single sign of life on the way over here. I was stayin...