DizzzyDezzz

Art & Poetry & Music & Life I am all the Muses that reside inside me. Currently in the band BURNING BRIGIDS, which focuses on OLD folk songs/translations of them, and folk music traditions. Delicia If she presses her mouth to your ear, lips open nebulas, and lets her tongue slither, INTO your ear, past membrane, past tiny banging bones, past nautilus guard, to lick the edges of your brain, gently at first, then harder, encircling the whole damn thing with her amazing muscle, then squeezing, pythonic, until what matters collapses lung-like in splattered waste, you would believe then when she tells you, mouth pressed against your ear, 'I am the real synonym of the word for the place where dead men come to kill anything left alive inside them.' Buy my books of obscure and erotic poetry. Find my music on YouTube and SoundCloud. Commission a painting. Tell me what you like, what makes you tick, what makes you tock.