N.Blood- Three Poems

Bio-

Drawing from experience playing in dirty punk band around Sydney, DIY travels across Europe and Asia (including living in a homeless shelter and squatting in a derelict office building), adventures into the Himalayan mountains and the Sahara Desert, and ongoing escapades; N.Blood is arranging and rearranging words for your pleasure. 

 

N.Blood is Poet, Flash Fictionist, Neo-journalist and a twisted form of modern essayist.

-Strangler Vine

Seeds of the soul

Grow

Into poisonous vines 

that strangle 

and eat much more than simply flesh.

Let them have and kill, 

those vines wild 

Rebellious 

Imageless Beauty

Let them outgrown 

Let them be glory

And demise 

These Vines Are Dreams forever

-Bitterness

I consume death itself

Bitter colours of lurid hope

Spewing shock

Breathtaking despair and your beauty

It swerves

Desperate and aimless behind closed eyes 

Rolling 

    backward 

      forth 

across my face

Your lips are in my ears

Scratching passionate opaqueness before sunrise.

-Mosquitos

The Mosquitos 

are everywhere, 

flesh-fiending bastards 

Suited with black pinstripe Hugo or Cardin

Knockoffs mostly, 

From Bali or Bangkok.

They can smell 

your blood

it gets them hard