Torch Lite

Insensitive Cochons give me no air As they root and feed root and feed I must be the shit splattered everywhere as they grunt and sniff, grunt and sniff I forgot my really good line (again) As I get pushed aside and into the wall bloodying my nose that sprays all over them As they rootContinue reading “Torch Lite”

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So, blood guts and gore are OK..Hmmm

Sheila looked up from inside the chest cavity  of her victim. Her feline teeth stained red, her whole face blood red only the whites of her eyes like ice lightning flecked with green. Her stance was that of a cat also and she used her legs to gain leverage when she tore with her teethContinue reading “So, blood guts and gore are OK..Hmmm”

Death On the Moor Chapter 3

Smelling bad and festering with yellow maggots and pus in the jellyfied state is how I imagine briefly Myra would look on her deathbed, laid flat on  a mortuary slab in an old building with peeling paintwork. I was there looking at her while someone held a clipboard. Then I was thinking about my poster onContinue reading “Death On the Moor Chapter 3”