You rang But not before She put the ring inside My...
I remember them The sirens It seems dogs would howl in...
The countdown has begun Young man’s mind Gone to porridge In...
Got ahead of myself Wanted you near Wrote those lines Shed...
Ceiling fan head matter Transgress Word world communication To bungling existentialist...
Neophyte to the religious order of love Enchanted woman-child Gazing at...
Writing prose For phantoms Dressed in women’s clothes I dance Gothic...
The blankness Of this page Is lurid I am a waterless...
Pussy cats tango On the front lawn While black widows feast...
Hovering Perching on a dreamer’s head No biology Pulse races, sweat...