Tim Lion : Writing

A New Wrinkle in the Ancient Sea

A New Wrinkle in the Ancient Sea

A Poem by Tim Lion


A New Wrinkle in the Ancient Sea Rhesus monkey maneuver Through the chamber Of a .38 Special- Sauce on my hamburger intentions Toward your pale..
I Timco 1:1 (It Begins)

I Timco 1:1 (It Begins)

A Chapter by Tim Lion


I Timco 1:1 In the Beginning was the Worm, and the Worm was in the Apple, and the Worm was the Apple. And the Apple was bitten into by the Long Pig..
Justice brings the gavel down on Remo the Sinner (Misfit Poet Translation)

Justice brings the gavel down on Remo the Sinner (..

A Chapter by Tim Lion


I Timco 1:2 For Justice so loathed the mortals, that he held them accountable for their instinctual urges, that whosoever tread upon that which he had..
The Abstract Gospel According To A Misfit Poet

The Abstract Gospel According To A Misfit Poet

A Book by Tim Lion


In the Beginning was the Worm, and the Worm was in the Apple, and the Worm was the Apple.
Downtown Showdown

Downtown Showdown

A Poem by Tim Lion


He gazed at me from across the busy street and yelled that he was the caretaker of the ancient bones of True Faith. I told him that I was a clairvoyan..
Rust and Nostalgia

Rust and Nostalgia

A Poem by Tim Lion


Tattered old t-shirt on a rusty chain-link fence makes me smile. The bloodstains have turned sunset orange and the moth holes look like a b..
Carnivore Kisses

Carnivore Kisses

A Poem by Tim Lion


Strange glowing eyes in the darkened corridor. Sinister yellow upward stare. You feel the warm beastly tongue caressing your fresh wounds. ..
Black Cat

Black Cat

A Poem by Tim Lion


Black cat, body-deep in the snow, abstains from the cold of winter, and playfully catches water drops from a melting icecicle like a worship..
Smoky Halos

Smoky Halos

A Poem by Tim Lion


Smoky halos of wartime lilies remind me that there are places where bombs are as rare as comets, and the dead don’t litter the stre..
Babylon Tulip (Bitten & Rewritten)

Babylon Tulip (Bitten & Rewritten)

A Poem by Tim Lion


(reaction time is shorter than an eye blink head shot)Babylon tulip sets flame to her pigtailsand runs through dry cornfieldslike Sampson's fire fox...

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