dear deity as the world continues to fall apa… in my heart it is clear to me that you do not hear me that you do not fear for me
all of my weary and all of my woe is made into perfect sense a common thread in my favorite son… familiar tones of sadness the beauty of malaise
that is another man’s suicide if i kill myself there will be hookers
we conspire with the heretic to em… we summon hellish legions to arm u… with the fire of anger and the pestilence of despair with swords cast in spite
what happened to it? pen with which he wrote the note ink of his last words
elusive needle hides from him in a haystack like looking for home
when governments fall the power goes out and civilization is in the shamble… of its own undoing Uncle Dan has plenty of survival…
a man who tries to possess the moo… would understandably be called arrogant a man who tries to possess the sun would rightfully be told he was
shame of the ocean is the fish that crawled on land evolved to destroy
i search each second find words under rocks and rugs looking for poems
loading the chamber to kill that which he fears most one round will suffice
so close to travels rocks along the railroad tracks never board the train
when his jam comes on one second in an electric burst hits his gut he pulls his shoulders upright bites the left side of his bottom…
they’ve never looked as deeply as… into the centers of your alluring and final eyes they’ve never watched you dance slowly and dark like the end…
my knee is there if i need to bend my leg my knee is not there for me to beg if you place an empty plate in fro…
