Tuesday, 4 October 2016

what does gore mean to you?

a bunch of dismembered
bodies? stitching someone's
mouth to someone else's
body parts, candy warehouse
sphincter to create an ultimate
digestive system?

or

perhaps reading about
the historical rhythmic beating
of one's hidden heart
-- concealed behind
the beautiful
brick work?

or

maybe my favourite
definition of where
the potential for goar
to exist really resides
-- in those dark crevices
inside our minds

encased in the oubliette
we want  no one
to discover
-- within our 
haunts...