birth of a poem

behind my eyes 
demons scratching, clawing 

dark ballads in my skull 
with hooked chain they are carving 

replacing my need 
to eat, drink, and breath 
with write, fuck, and bleed 

hearing their howl 
they cum in my brain 
I ejaculate verse and scream 

a Stain on the Sheets

trees whisper your name in the wind 
shadows form your figure in the night dancing sublime
no matter where I turn it’s to you

tempting me with consuming lies
promising a feast of heartbreak
I cannot look away

my will grows wane
your charms a poisonous dish I ravish
touching me with fingers of bloodied silk

leading me down a glistening path
to my doom between your legs
killing me with each thrust

I hear a howl in the distance
and realize it’s my own
ignoring it I push harder

your creamy explosion triggers my own
destroying me till there’s nothing left but you
a stain on the sheets