Author S. K. Nicholas

x and i: a novel

a journal for damned lovers vol 1-3

Love

  • A Poem From Yesteryear

    i long to touch flesh to feel some sense of something that caress, that song of which i am so lacking isn’t it so tragic that here i am alone with a heart full of magic so useless so prone to the tigers that are waiting to dream is suffocating a longing so hopeless its… Read more

  • She Kisses Across The Universe

    she dances like no other the most beautiful girl in town grinning like a hyena obscuring the scum that surrounds dreaming, hypnotizing she gazes intoxicated lights flashing, stars shining yeh, drunken lovers with lusty hearts the madness behind her eyes the energy made visible with angels in her hair and magic at her fingertips moments… Read more

  • More English Fields

    More fields and clouds. No women, only solitude. Away from the tedious minds and bodies of others, I feel at one with myself, calm. The sun brings back memories, and it’s warmth makes my blood feel good. Nature helps me to understand things, to let go of junk. And there’s too much junk, not enough… Read more

  • Pinky Flesh

    Pinky doors of flesh, flowering in fields of corn. Drinking my beer with the last slithers of light leaving the night sky, I feel myself drifting to sleep. Music calling me away, the scent of burning candles mask the scent of cigarette smoke. It’s humid, balmy. Clouds cover stars, spiders scuttle in the corners of… Read more

  • Noir

    dusk, bottled beer glass cities surrounding soft machines, so low love lies bleeding echoes, of future noir a maze of neon graves bright lights, glowing the killing streets, cold like hanging stars skylines, burning with no escape Read more

  • The Only Way There Is

    on sunday mornings when the sun comes flooding in through the window all of my mistakes and all of my regrets shine with a beauty that makes me smile from ear to ear the madness that burns brighter than the sun the sadness darker than the deepest sea it dazzles me completely sometimes, i fall… Read more

  • My Love Grows In An Ugly Garden

    my love grows in a secret garden long forgotten lost covered with weeds, branches reaching for sunlight with no reply, neglected flowers, buried beneath dead autumn leaves worms, crawling in the shadow of a broken swing it’s an ugly fucking garden, but it breaths like any other all it needs is a little care for… Read more

  • Songbird

    the sky collapses. falling down. like buildings. bodies. and as the songbird flies. towards the sun. my heart breaks. beyond the war. the war of ourselves. beyond the darkest days. through the fire. thats rages. survivors dying. silver linings no more. everything. crumbles. the agony of a thousand paintings. a million faces. merging. into a… Read more

  • Soft

    soft, she’s soft like snow a thousand kisses warm as sunshine honey, she tastes like honey making my aged soul feel strangely alive flying like a bluebird not chained to the sky, soft like a pillow of dreams keeping the demons at bay making me safe in her arms, the stillness of love in eyes… Read more

  • She Comes

    dissolving bones in a boiling bath cigarette smoke floating, drifting succumbing, she’s in and within dancing behind closed eyes my fragile body slowly disappearing, she hushes moving invisibly through my veins the essence of her scent those sleepless summer nights entwined, flesh and minds, becoming one with the moon shining through the window our pleasure… Read more