VAMPYRE/ collaboration

VAMPYRE It was one more nightSo cold So lonelyWe found ourselves drawn in silence and solitude. The moon How it guides the lighted the way always another Choosing which one was next in search ofa lost soul In me lived a wild animal The part sleeping during the dayand at night the other lived ItContinue reading “VAMPYRE/ collaboration”

πŸŒ™ Crescent Moons πŸŒ™

This is a Very exciting, truly innovative way to shop, share, and Style. Gothic aesthetic, Horror, including Vampyre & Witch lifestyle, and art, music and literature. The Undead are living Dead. Welcome to the coziest place 6 feet under and have a monster’s ball! This is the Coming of Raven Black. Underneath the Crescent MOONSπŸŒ™Continue reading “πŸŒ™ Crescent Moons πŸŒ™”

To Whom It May Concern

To Whom it may concern…. Yes, I was vulnerable, trusting … Stupid. I worshipped you as you still mock me..Gaslight me…..and I’m sure “Block” meWhich will be a welcomed relief so you will not see my thriving responses….. A message To others? Beware…… This is a patten. And her “Bipolar,” Is the excuse, yet IContinue reading “To Whom It May Concern”

The Story Behind The Mirror

This piece is Gripping! an absolute Master Piece that I wrote lyrically and did the music for. Remember How Thrilled you were when you heard this, “it’s More than perfect, you brought tesrd to my eyes) and I covered your original A.D.piece, I still have the “THE” screenshots from when I first played it forContinue reading “The Story Behind The Mirror”

Three Things

What are three objects you couldn’t live without? 1) Ok, my phone, I do everything on from writing to creating music, to branding, to writing my book that’s on Amazon to publishing my friends book that lives in the UK and movies, and music and digital art… Pretty important 2) my make-up & wardrobe. I’veContinue reading “Three Things”

Concrete Juice Bar

Concrete Juice Bar Tammy LoveOn her knees at 1 am 42 Street givingelbow grease and jiffy wax to Jumpin Johnny’s Hot Rod Cock inside a dimly lit Buddy Booth …cigarette burned linoleum …. opentin of Moroccan hash, a slab of black bun tar Fanned out bell bottoms on fine fine Black Ass, inrollers and wavesetContinue reading “Concrete Juice Bar”

Wasted Angel

Wasted Angel Wasted angelGargoyle rooftopsguardiansSee the cummingOfSinister Samdressed inshadowsarmed with     switch blade                  Talents He can carve his Name Into anybody’s soul All aboardLast reproachHeremains aloneIn a distant           Dusty seat Of the LastScheduledPassenger cartheL trainSlowly rollsaway… Three stops laterAt precisely 12:05am(the dicks would later call in) BrandishingHis knife-edgedneon IntentExposes her breast In Full form In publicContinue reading “Wasted Angel”

Queen Bessie πŸ‘‘

Queen Bessie πŸ‘‘ Alone Wrapped in a thermal blanket of despair fingers knotted like a rusted bench vice in some drunken Mechanic’s shop A Real tar baby. Getting her fixes popping more loaded balloons than a New York clown on crack. PoP PoP PoPAnother then another Then another She may be Thick and Full ofContinue reading “Queen Bessie πŸ‘‘”

Candy

Candy The Lower East Side clothed himConcreteBathed his soulHe dropped candylike Jesus gave away fishHe takes not saves souls This Fat Cat Groovy GroomerSpread out Fifty dollar thunderclouds like peacock feathersReeling in and stealingSixteen year old hookersJailbait on crackdrugstore prostitutesfedfrom his gaudeOver jeweledprimate hands A real Mr. East RiverBig BIG SmileOversized teeth andLIPSHis breath wreakingContinue reading “Candy”

Third Rail Lines

.Finding her way back to purgatory Aboard the L train Somewhere between Eighth Avenue andChelsea street Raindrops and decaying buildings blur together in High speed motionpicture silence through fingerprint markings of cold public transportation windows Lost in the memories of yesterday’s from Rockaway Parkway and Coney IslandShe had once surrendered to his limp waxen style…Continue reading “Third Rail Lines”

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