Alienation

Poem -

Aroma

Aroma

The smell has finally faded.

There's nothing left inside.

An empty box of fables, place...

Poem -

Empty

Empty

I must be this bad if they all agree?

My gaggle of tormentors, sniping at me.

Get off my...

Poem -

The inexplicable dim

The inexplicable dim

On a caustic mourning drenched in reign -

And punch drunk from these aftershocks.

Blackened...

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Poem -

SALLY AND FRIENDS

SALLY AND FRIENDS

Phelgm on the street and sick on the floor
Sally is ready to face the day once more
While you...

Art -

Color Of The Day

Color Of The Day
Poem -

Persistant Heart

Love, lust, misery and pain.To me it's all the same.

One door opens another one closes.

...

Poem -

Nation of Sociopaths

Laughter in odd places
Reflecting all the old traces
Of pathology.
In the life I lead...

Poem -

Nation of Sociopaths

Laughter in odd places
Reflecting all the old traces
Of pathology.
In the life I lead...

Poem -

Nation of Sociopaths

Laughter in odd places
Reflecting all the old traces
Of pathology.
In the life I lead...

Poem -

Nation of Sociopaths

Laughter in odd places
Reflecting all the old traces
Of pathology.
In the life I lead...

Poem -

Nation of Sociopaths

Laughter in odd places
Reflecting all the old traces
Of pathology.
In the life I lead...

Poem -

Nation of Sociopaths

Laughter in odd places
Reflecting all the old traces
Of pathology.
In the life I lead...

Poem -

Nation of Sociopaths

Laughter in odd places
Reflecting all the old traces
Of pathology.
In the life I lead...

Poem -

Nation of Sociopaths

Laughter in odd places
Reflecting all the old traces
Of pathology.
In the life I lead...

Poem -

Nation of Sociopaths

Laughter in odd places
Reflecting all the old traces
Of pathology.
In the life I lead...

Poem -

Nation of Sociopaths

Laughter in odd places
Reflecting all the old traces
Of pathology.
In the life I lead...

Poem -

Nation of Sociopaths

Laughter in odd places
Reflecting all the old traces
Of pathology.
In the life I lead...