
Four armed is four warned
In this opium dream, Fraser and his three friends, in a drunken ramble on Delhi streets, had a curious card passed to them. It bore only an address, and the … Continue Reading Four armed is four warned
Brand "X" , and ACME, poems and stories. Surreal, sappy, funny, horrific, and human.
In this opium dream, Fraser and his three friends, in a drunken ramble on Delhi streets, had a curious card passed to them. It bore only an address, and the … Continue Reading Four armed is four warned
So, put your arms around me please and guide me through the night when morrow comes, thy brightness sees me swimming to your light
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Your cigarette kisses, They linger on my lips Intense as colours wrapped in smoke, It tastes like my memory of you. Your tongue speaks for…
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I crumple inward Like the plastic bottle you suck the air from Until your tongue hurts a little. Like the Witch-King slain by Eowyn. Like a fruit left out and … Continue Reading Inward
I have heard we are Stardust. Joni Mitchell and Carl Sagan were probably right. That means that one of my father’s atoms could be in this very room as I … Continue Reading Deep thoughts