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The Darker Half
The Darker HalfTell me what tragedy lurksbehind those gorgeous, sparking eyes.Pretty little angel eyes,what horrors have you beheldwith those beautiful peepers that you have?Jeepers creepersyou have t...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Jan 2008 15:01:00 GMT
What It Could Have Been.
It's probably not a very good idea to sit up late at night listening to Portishead alone on Christmas Eve, sipping tea while a drunk person is passed out in the next room. Too much time to think...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Dec 2007 20:12:00 GMT
I Thought I Saw an Angel
In the spirit of the season, I decided to write something for a change which is not entirely forlorn and bleak. Upbeat and hopeful even, you might say. I hope they kill Kenny extra ...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Dec 2007 17:18:00 GMT
Dorothy
I wish I could show everyone addicted to drugs or thinking of trying it this one old woman I had as a patient on my first placement. Her name was Dorothy, and she was dying. The cancer was all through...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 23:11:00 GMT
The Artist's Studio - A Strange but True Story
When I was around 19 (that would have been, oh yes, let's see, about last weekend, lol), okay, probably more like 1991, a group of friends I was with decided to drop acid. There were four of us....
Posted by on Sun, 09 Dec 2007 08:33:00 GMT
Running on Empty
There are a lot of us who feel like lost souls. Ever have one of those days when you feel like you are beyond redemption, when the weight of the world becomes too much? Always remember&nbs...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Dec 2007 07:56:00 GMT
New Poem - Non Serviam - (Explicit Content)
This is was inspired by and is dedicated to a cute lil' Goth boi I talk to online. But it also goes out to all the frustrated artists, musicians, poets, writers&nbs...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Dec 2007 11:34:00 GMT
Living in the Land of the Dead
Why do we go through this day in and day out. You know what I'm talking about, putting on that facade, the clothes, doing your hair, feigning that smile, going through the motions, the pretenses...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Dec 2007 10:39:00 GMT
Her Heart Will Go On...
"The immature artist imitates. The mature artist steals." - Lionel Trilling
This was the most recent piece of writing I've produced, and is an idea that I had floating around for quite...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Nov 2007 14:45:00 GMT
This Blog Does Not Exist
Now that I've taken the time out to post something for an audience of zero, if this continues, I might eventually post something about myself one day. In all likelihood that would be a bad idea ...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Nov 2007 02:07:00 GMT