Cain Phantasm : Writing

Thirst

Thirst

A Poem by Cain Phantasm


With lips ablush and splitting She caresses a mug of tepid water stained a rich mahogany and tastes of earth and sweat and lust Memento ki..
how it started this time

how it started this time

A Poem by Cain Phantasm


Absent fingers hold a pen and curl around its shaft solid black and slender it cannot taste the purity of the paper that lies barren and untouche..