..(poetry) |
like fire in the mindwhats blinding to the eyesflushed me white with desirei hidestruck down, by her heatmouth soured, those lips so sweeti feel alive, and so weaki diethe passion it hurtsthe raging f...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Oct 2009 22:13:00 GMT |
..(poetry) |
all rhyme and no reasonsmiles wide as she teasestaken aback by her glowasking anotherthe two distant loverswaiting for the hangman to showa glean in the nightof jests side firelighthe ponders which wa...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Oct 2009 21:04:00 GMT |
hanging(poetry) |
To my dear, i quote, i fear, to n'er hope for an ever afterlest not one, as best or fun, as pretend and have it never happeni know a soul as dull, old and cold as this, has its failed trappingsbut the...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Oct 2009 18:12:00 GMT |
the cost of beauty(fiction) |
He's been sweating, nervous about the day's endeavors. Just sitting here staring at his drill press, fitted with a foam ring just a bit up from the point and there is a chair crudely affixed undernea...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Oct 2009 04:49:00 GMT |
??? (fiction) |
Just a couple of rejects, assholes and misfits. Causing as much trouble as they dared without warranting any undesireable attention. Nine of them total, none of them wit...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Aug 2008 02:43:00 GMT |
It comes from far away (fiction) |
I'm wondering whats happening vladmir... What is it, the darkness that's taken root in the hearts of the people. The common criminal i...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Aug 2008 13:26:00 GMT |
this dream (poetry) |
what i have at heart, most of them couldn't ever see
couldn't take for a moment,what its worth,what they need
something truthful and cruel of the light of this place
of the hurt and the misery and the...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Apr 2006 10:17:00 GMT |
and all things fade |
things have grown a darker shade of grey of late
the light to guide my way won't stay
the brightness of my eyes just fades
the way i've come to be is fate
dwelling in my waking nightmare, i quake
all ...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Apr 2006 13:40:00 GMT |
why i weap |
there is a world none know, waiting behind these bleeding eyes
you see its reflection upon me, my brilliant blinding guise
temp your fates at entry, many have tried and all who did...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Oct 2005 08:45:00 GMT |
the anti-prayer |
if i ever saw what it was that made this damned domain, i'd show him what hell he's made. given the chance, to seek vengeance at last, i not rest till he lay slain. i'd foll...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Oct 2005 23:09:00 GMT |
