Angst Anarchy

Tag: Speaking

  • Heat Drips, Like Fire Across the Skin

    Heat Drips, Like Fire Across the Skin

    I plucked the words, fresh and clean To taste, with the tip of my tongue Fresh fruit, a strawberry A slice of citrus, orange strong Texture smooth, thick cream Sensual Lip to warm soft lip I kiss them into him Saccharine turns to ash Chalky, dry A parched desert Of powdered milk I taste, Charcoal…

  • Those Notes, a Single Voice, Speaking

    Those Notes, a Single Voice, Speaking

    I want to get to the place where inspiration flows.  It grabs my hand, pulling it across the page as fast as my thoughts can fly and I don’t want to stop it.  I want to let it run free and wild like a child introduced to a field, running under the blue sky, the…