Thanks to everyone who showed me support in the last year and the years before, I truely appreciated all the love from my fellow redbubble friends and wanted to say thanks. I also wanted to let…
The scene was like a sick horror movie, one could envision the title A Cannibal Christmas.
Vainglorious Epiphanies
enthrall us with mutated ambivalence!
As cone-shaped generations generators
emit explicit explosions in boundless entirety
Oh rise my one-horned child of Deat…
The Freaklie bird is all aglow
because of what she thinks she knows;
she sits upon a bleebious mound
and constipates without a sound.
many men have warned us but
the plague is coming on,
many have reported that
the damage has been done.
The Corpulescent tendrils of automated time
writhe in the chaos with blackened churning rhymes
of clockwork makeshift skeletons
In 12×12 rows of clank-work appendage, tissue stretched to…
Be not near the Beast
and her unholy feasts;
drive her out to Hell
with candle book and bell.
I gather flowers from the fields
that smell like clumps of rotted weeds;
they crumble in my hands and fall
upon the dirty floor.
when a woman looks at me
to say she’s doing it for free
I’ve seen empty sockets where
both her eyes should be.
What color is your throne?
As bleeding rats move reliquaries,
to entice the wind with chimes and bones,
and move us past the cemetary gates
Are we now awake?
Or still encased in glass,
…