Don’t let the troubles in your life, drain your colour.. 😉
it was that
eve in
frosty
sheets,
you flopped
towards and
caught
me-
half-brain
in gentler
life,
all-slain
in beige.
© Anthony Gorman 2018
image: Pixabay
in brief
a fool’s love
feeling fluid,
chasing cupid
through orchards
of ripe fruit-
comets shimmer
behind you,
haven’t a slight
clue
to breadth of
this heart
bruise,
it’s true.
© Anthony Gorman 2018
image: pixabay
crystal dreams
i lift
starch blanket
like feather,
let it breathe
frost on glass
of blithed
window,
splitting cool moon
sheen into crystal
dreams.
© Anthony Gorman 2018
image: Pixabay
dawn bird
dawn bird
has much to say-
her glad
warble nips
night’s remnant
ships
that flee
waves’ rays
of day.
© Anthony Gorman 2018
image: Pixabay
cultus
rats in cult of
savagery-
crash to
jelly kneed alibis
for relief
beliefs face-fucked
into slavering
mouths,
grudgeons, perched,
guts stirring now
to
slurried
cabala choir
of vows,
recycling for sake
of shaking
fate-
plague claws through
smirking, sacrificial gate
© Anthony Gorman 2018
image: pixabay
fabyrinth
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i tore through
brambly forest
of torture
shading churned panic
in fiddler’s clot
of my heart
tailed dead bat
crumb trail and
high-snailed out of
terror
yet, to blind offence
i shrunk pale
to start
© Anthony Gorman 2018
image: pixabay
slight.
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once, it was claimed
you vanished
in an empty
room
i know,
i died at table
too.
© Anthony Gorman 2018
image: pixabay
to venus and back
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she flowed at me-
moon-crater arms
dilated, flares
of Venus in the
rattled cages of
her eyes.
– and that was
hello.
© Anthony Gorman 2018
image: pixabay
Leech
tippled way
long- choice bust
milked to
raisin.
my lechery
spanked by
flash drought
of taste,
lips sneaking
with rat’s shoes
‘cross badlands
of bloomed
bulbs-
no mine
will molder
as waste.
© Anthony Gorman 2018
image: pixabay
feast of nature
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she carved babe’s mouths
aghast and droning
through mesh of
martyr’s cheek
grinning cutter
tip of lipstick
dick, gutted surface
cravings deep
© Anthony Gorman 2018
image: pixabay
