You swallow but your throat is acrid with tension. You cannot make out the details of the people watching you, only that they are there. The gown continues to shift up on the back of your legs, adding self consciousness, drop by drop, over the stir of emotions that collide and change within you. ‘ToContinue reading “Sir 2.0 Episode 2: Processing.”
Trials lie in wait On every corner I hold within A spark of purpose I am earth, air, fire, water And all things Within it Undefined By anything Beyond will And purpose. Each quiet hour Before dawn Pen makes Love to paper Fingers seduce The keyboard If you would Find me anywhere Find Me There.
Skies open Brilliant with light True as anything You’ve known Dancing beneath as we Grace one another With Feelings Rushing through Pores and veins Magical in it’s intensity Huge in it’s intention Mutual kindness continuing Unwavering
https://soundcloud.com/matt-blissett/the-rush-of-my-blood Come here Put yourself in my hands Because your purity Makes me ache To leave marks To see how beautiful You’d look Flushed and spoiled I want to break you Sweetly and thoroughly Hands bound Because something in your Eyes begs me to try That you dare me To show you the gentleContinue reading “The Rush of My Blood”
So often Tattered rags Costumes worn To uninvited parties Disguised as Flags Uniforms Nonsense spoken With solemn expressions Is not eloquence And there are those Who call for no Power from Fear of acknowledging Their own powerlessness But I have Found my dominion A battle within myself A purpose. A path The struggle Is onlyContinue reading
(This is a photograph of a bar designed by HR Giger. I know, right?) Previous episodes are here, here, here and here. Cara ushered them through a set of double doors into a small lounge, where chairs shaped like clam shells were arranged around rectangular tables. Which would not have attracted anyone’s notice aside fromContinue reading “A Bridge For The Furies 5: Performance and Cocktails.”
I know you With the ease That a reader Picks a book from A shelf Knows the Twists Turns How you develop What secret flaws Lie within your third act Beneath the unsaid The mercurial language You use to distract I see you I run my fingertips Committing to each Word Line Paragraph To bringContinue reading “Book”