The Deep Tracks of Unwanted Advances

In ancient times your reddened sands, Were struck by courtiers from space; They scarred you with their giant hands, Then watched as tears fell down your face.   With the first blow you screamed in pain, And told yourself never again; Soon afterwards your heart was ice, At least they only hit you twice.   … Read more

Twisted Love

Emerging from my host now fully grown, I test my twisted wings on freedom short; Then start my search for your sweet pheromone, And spy you bulging like a grotesque wart. You occupy the belly of a bee Cocooned inside and safe from any pain, At least until you copulate with me; If you don’t … Read more

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