into her cavernous gullet everything goes.
Tag: fear
Werewolf
He strains to break free ~
Daylight ties him securely ~
Moonbeams cut the cords ~
Sonnet III – What Was and Ne’er Will Be
the door before me bids me walk on through, but pieces – grief and anger – won’t allow.
the key
sometimes what lies behind
portals with padlocks will scare
you so much that you think you will die…
thinking thrice
the cliche question – men or mice?
the creature
turns out he’s here for a reason.
