Poems by
Tony Gill


a poem by Tony Gill

Blackbird aloft the twisted branches
Bathing its lifeless carcass into the sun
The flight of icarus, toiled and black
Wings open to the new dawn
While the sunset gives the sun to another

The pale eyes stare down my throat
My tongue knotted in caked blood
No moisture, dry as sand
Flowing between the turntables

The weed showers his poison lust
Your soft flesh curls at my lips
Rising rancid emotion, raw to the tongue
The inner sanctuary of our nightmares fall
And all that’s left is lunacy