Appetite

appease the gods and sate their hunger spread fear among the younger shed blood; fill their cups spill over such young supple flesh on which they sup halcyon minds offered up crushed mint and clover in their hand a spirit high, a body lowered impish jest, divine jokers indifferent towards man nameless meat held to…

Shadow on the Plain – Pt. 1

Retreat There’s something hidden here. Insidious, taking root in the erosion of my perception. I feel it, squirming uproariously, undulating with the cacophony of manic thoughts echoing behind heavy lids. It disrupts my sleep. Calls to me from the fringe of troubled dreams. Such visions it bestows upon me in the refuge of unconscious thought,…