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Eye Contact

Our eyes align. My walls you crumble. Our souls entwine. My hell you humble: Misery’s pyre ablaze, Snuffed in seconds spent; Blessed I’m...

The Edge

On the edge of existence The tongue tastes desire… Its flavor to crave hence ‘til to the grave we retire… And for awhile you’ll feel...

Pharaoh

Ever asleep’s the firstborn, The skies rain w/ ribbits, The river’s a weepin’ red, And loyalty hangs from gibbets. Dolce et decorum est...

Southern Hospitality

Conformity, you confederate, you hound, From thine bondage I’ve been unbound, My confidence’s fully erect, a soulful choir W/ every note...

Delilah Syndrome

Ashen’s the rose grown from this romance’s ruin: Another victim gone rigor mortis from the sting Of a vixen unhinged. The once warm,...

Death Door

Upon Purgatory’s porch didst I sit, Chllin’ before the door of Death, But w/ a smirk, feelin’ slick, didn’t knock, Deciding in lieu...

Global Warming

One day dear Autumn shan’t return, And Spring will be a forgotten fling; The earnest birds no more will sing For northern homes in...

Saṃsāra

Look into my eyes… Empty tapestries are my pupils— deep springs once filled to the brim of unbridled Basquiat expression, echo but the...

Cocaine

Blossoming in bliss smiles this heart o’ mine, Glistenin’ like gold when Mr. Benjamin’s rolled T’indulge a line Strewn across the table...

Snow

Sometimes Life can seem like a hike On a snowy afternoon Where just as soon As our boot print’s cast, ‘tis blanketed by frost & lost like...

Suicide

Flush the pills in your pocket. Hide the razors and the knife. Plug-up each the light sockets. Save a life. Save a life.

Shakespeare

O what a task. What a task. Mankind and his mask meticulously as a tarantula paper mached - a heart’s hymnal; a soul’s sutra – Donning...

Zumbie

Vibin’ smooth as bass guitar strings, those nights were as real as I’d feel W/ the universe and our flings & medication for meals,...

A Taste of Waste

Man, what a modern Ice Age: Another chapter we’ve turned W/ nothing writ on the next page, Nothing yet we’ve learned When Truth’s hardly...

Depression

Depression Swallowing pills To numb the pain. Ain’t got much joy, But at least no more pain. They kick-in quickly Befuddling my brain....

Indigo Hole

Indigo Hole I don’t wanna hurt. I don’t wanna cry. I think I wanna live, But I sure don’t wanna die, So I dig a hole deep, As far as I...

The Vagabond

The Vagabond O suburban daemons, O witches of extravagant monstrosities, I’ll miss our rendezvous to vanquish the ennui of youth, but the...

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