Freya’s freedom on the Friday freeway.
Alpha aphrodisiac, lonely is the lovely Aphrodite.
Verisimiltude via Venus and her visceral veins.
Ephemeral eidolon watching the world.
Round the twist, rope the twitch,
grope the throat, grind the wrists.
Gag the mouth, clamp all leaks.
Hail barrel of Kvasir, come drink with me.
FM – Friday Morning. The first of 4 parts
Composed 8th March 2019. Turns out it was/is women’s day. Pretty cool timing.
Categories: Creative Writing