Absinth Poems - Poems about Absinth

...rozen blankets adagio: ceremony on Monday down the spectral oubliette at the dawn of new dark age he's pouring absinth through green flames it's better to be late than when it rains intermezzo: blue leaves falling still th......Read More

...we have sinned mortally he affirmed on our tortured souls absinth in my drying throat forgive us we beg you on bleeding knuckles and knees morganatic dreams of submission hei......Read More

...If you caught my glance and bottled it for perfume it would be called: "Cold Bitter Lime and Lemon Rind Absinth Alchohol Delight".........Read More