Author S. K. Nicholas

x and i: a novel

a journal for damned lovers vol 1-3

MyRedAbyss

  • Do What You Want With Me

    Times hand won’t catch me. The watchful eyes of the damned, so pointless and sterile. Grow a beard. Feel your balls harden with every passing hour. Smoke a cigarette, drink a beer whilst watching bombs and whores destroy all in sight. All flowered up, the bodies of women circle red holes slashed into the fabric… Read more

  • Happy Like Murderers

    they say we’re happy like murderers  a perfect storm of  lust and insanity  smeared across  cruel, blood red lips  there’s something between us  that they’ll never understand  there’s a way of being  that goes beyond mere  ways of seeing  together, we burn like flares  flung into the darkness  points of origin  shining through the void … Read more

  • Future Sin

    Confined by design. Through streets of apathy we bow down to crippled crows and absence. Chaos. Reined in dismay. There should be something more, but it does nothing but bore. Eclipsed by half-formed shapes on the side of her face, she riddles me with a kiss. Olden weighs, soaked with beer and love. Heavy shadows,… Read more

  • Little One

    little baby daughter swimming in the waters of a dirty womb gotta get out gotta be free but this life was never meant to be sometimes things go wrong it’s just how it is innocence succumbed like footprints in snow one tiny step at a time little baby daughter let me hold your hand if… Read more

  • The Way We Merge

    Something stirs within me. A yearning to taste. To be a man again. These hands of mine, they grow restless at the thought of all they could be exploring. A body ripe with magic, mine to discover and seduce. Tender, milky flesh. Breasts so juicy. Hips the shape of my hands. We are war. Soft… Read more

  • Black’d

      Human ruins/Human future  Seeds of destruction/Seeds of wonder    Read more

  • Ruins

    Stay in for a few days. It’s the best thing for it. No energy for actions. No patience for words. Leave me alone, and let solitude swallow me whole. Drifting in and out of sleep. Silence so beautiful. Sacred space, undisturbed. Peaceful like the birth, of original thought. Closed eyes. Restless hearts. No promises. Only… Read more

  • Pluck’d

    Receiver of semantics. Crushed like skulls, crack’d and fuck’d to kingdom come. Racks of angels, juicy like a peach, ripe beneath a darkened sun. Husk. Lonesome rust, left out in the rain for untold years. Tired, wired. Tripping on lines and fingering holes of abstraction. No exits. Only solvent abuse and acid reflux. Split down… Read more

  • Come Now

    if you come round i’ll let it be known that the two of us are more than just lovers for the ties that bind run deeper than they’ll ever know just come now and show me the wonders of what you are it’s as simple as that Read more

  • Things That Lovers Do

    The stars shine overhead in a universe older, and so much colder, than we could ever imagine. Hold me close, and never lose sight of my gaze. Mirrored, we sparkle in the darkness. All those lonely streets. Those yesterdays that haunt and taunt at every opportunity. There will always be regret. You can’t shake it… Read more