Wise things are coercive--
Blooming in fields lost to sons, bell-casters,
The flowers on the blue curve are a sign of a season
Shortening, having colored
The pink inner thrills on those
studious fingers feast on the
Such a world of lies--just listening will
Stop your heart.
Last season a fat baby rose from his cradle,
The lava-folds of his tender back to the field,
Unfriendly to the hands that made him laugh.
Name That Trauma:: Richard R. on a Creepy PBS Halloween Program - Hello, Kindertrauma! This must have been the mid-to-late-70’s. There was a show on PBS that I actually saw a couple of times–I believe it was broadcast for...
3 days ago