Art

These primeval representations of Unwritten Words That Slide Down The Wall will drag you into the struggle of forces with all of the conviction of a demiurge – James D. Casey IV

Beasts with Benefits 

 

the beast smiled

bits of my flesh

in his toothy grin

I smiled back

leaned in close

whispered

“That felt good.”

licked its earlobe

then finished

on its face

now that fucker

won’t return my calls

and the predator

has become the prey

 

Battling With Some Demons

 

Eaten
whole
maybe there’s
a story there
Mom
never grew up
to be a man
an experiment
of Atlas
in his sleep
one family knew
one family didn’t
a slam to the head
did dent
moving slow now
through the bars
green slime
came out of me
but i still smoke
who was in the room?
you all were
Wizard of OZ
dreams cut
from the same
Eden
something
tragic
something
magick