The Art of Micah BlackLight

Inspiration | Elevated Erotica | Insane Art

Bucketfuls Of God

Speak to me with the hands of Grace and God Hold me to your bosom as the love overflows me Bucketfuls of God. Liquefied and pure sparkling. We douse the street corners in diety libation. Splash droplets on the street signs and door knobs like lambs’ blood. Mix it into...

Holy Shit

Holy Shit 2•14•98 I was born amongst fires and strobe light; natural fissures and crater cracks as demons danced and somebody chuckled for like, no apparent reason. And God said ‘Shhhh’, to the angel who peeped it when He sent his son down and proclaimed him His only...

The Devil Winked

THE DEVIL WINKED Walkin I was Down the street   alone , but peopled block there were people everywhere like mardigras  only.. different. Walking I was   when I saw , she saw me seeing we were   sighting each other like rifles Gorgeous  she was Gorgeous    my eyelids...