Mr Myth |
Those glorious days,Of violence and heroes.To sally forth on a white charger,Toppling the robber barons.Armour sparkling as if sprinkled with fairy dust,Slaying the trolls with,Arrows and sword...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Feb 2008 12:50:00 GMT |
Acute Returns |
Down in obscure depths of blog,Espied by few,Scatty irregular offerings,Posted for reasons unknown.Emotive and erotic,Revealing glimpses,About an otherwise anonymous entity.Telling of tr...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Feb 2008 12:44:00 GMT |
Are these not words of heresy ? |
A cold one
Basking in his own warmth
Shunning perceived bigotry and lies
The great excuse
'Not my fault, but will of higher being'
Put down to faith
Faith does not imply good
Faithless is not bad
D...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Feb 2008 16:48:00 GMT |
Cycle |
The ugly head rears.No torment can match this awareness,Better to be self ignorant.Dark clouds gathering,Filling recess's of mind,Oozing and seeping, overshadowing.
Smothering thoughts with apathetic ...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Dec 2007 13:46:00 GMT |
ex machina |
Once was World Machine,Once was cause, not consequence,All cogs and gears turned at my will!Everything responded to me,Diamond and undeniable,I was centre, I was summit, I was all!
Once was largest co...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Dec 2007 03:11:00 GMT |
End Sequence |
Should I have left a note?What would it say?Should I have given a reason?
Leave something to analyzeFor people to mull overAnd misunderstand'Yes yes', they'll say'He wrote that but meant...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Dec 2007 03:08:00 GMT |
Observe |
Promotion!Joyful day!No longer to sully your own handsBut use a lackey's insteadJobs you used to do in momentsNow take an ageAs you instruct and they performAnd a performance it isA most abstract art ...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Dec 2007 03:04:00 GMT |
15 Minutes of Flame |
A little folding of the hands to sleepBought a pine condoCoiled up his ropesDangled in the sheriff's picture frameEnded his earthly careerFenced in hollow groundGave an obolus to CharonHas a reservati...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Dec 2007 03:03:00 GMT |
3x3 |
Make him run
Just for fun
With one lung
Posted by on Sun, 23 Dec 2007 03:00:00 GMT |
Sooner or Later |
And so, knife descends
Kind and loving words
That held its fall at apogee
Finally turning stale in deaf ears
Massive gash hacked through inner thigh
Tang of steel and blood a final kiss goodbye...
Posted by on Sat, 15 Dec 2007 02:59:00 GMT |
