blades of sound slice through his heaving chest, an echo of the poetry that flays and filets, consternation and chills running down his spine, across his face, raw emotion and buried truth her words filled his mind lit a fire inside of him and as he lay on the cusp of giving up her words […]
i’ve got spiders nesting under my skin for christsakes they crawl and bite and scramble up and down inside my arms laying eggs in my veins oxygen depleted blood cells rush them back into my heart and lungs a vast network of the damned things slowly taking over my meat like it is a series […]
she asked me if i wanted to play a game i smiled she said stick out your tongue and of course i complied she bit down on it and held it between her fangs as she tied my wrists to the bed post with barbed wire easy i mumbled as she bit down harder and […]
Mike's Manic Word Depot 