Poems

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Actually an advanced anarchist
Starting shit in sick gutters
Looking up...

There was this dark old abandoned house with crumbled blinds in the windows
The only one that passed...

Just another day in Paradise.

On the cusp of a new day was the old day that reeked of wine and...

Bottom to top, don’t stop! Please just keep being yourself.

It's a dream, a goal, a possibility,
a probability, a paperback writer,
I want to turn heads...

Get me out of here John, the worms are eating me,
stop complaining, you've still got your mobile mon...

Lung cancer ended his life, that's a terrible thing to go through.
He starred as the bully who beat...

They stopped that because of the pandemic
now there's just a box to donate an offering
no...

Particularly, when voicing and/or
writing bon mots doth betake
chuckling clownlike me
...

We all go to extremes from time to time, why does it happen
when we can't figure things out, we go...

I got a few poems
maybe over a hundred
I got green tomato’s too
i got well over a...

In August, visions
often descend upon me
Under the whispered
cadences of moon and...

These polarised tribes,
across varying platforms
of social media
never ever really...

On Linkedin, posting platitudes is commonplace,
Like the one in the picture. O they really grate...

These surreal emblems:
an ox, a globe and a lyre,
surround old statues,
in the...

I dream of noble Orpheus.
Like a ravaged, wingless angel
I can no longer venture alas...

Parallel hearts but perpendicular minds, they never were star crossed lovers but they did intercept each-...