Death

Red, the blood from the fork dripping

It pours over the bad lands of crime

The ruthless...

I am a sufferer
I am in a hot oven
There is
Sweat in each pore
I am afraid to...

I
Who write upon this page
Who send evil
Door knock
Grin
Let me in...

A poet must die alone
In a cold unkind place
Complete with anthology
Aside a candle...

Forty three solid years brimming with memories
not even worth reminiscing!

Thirty odd more...

psychotic eyes staring at me
the rush of dead cold blood through my veins
lose all mind...

My thoughts circle like birds of prey
Eyeing morsels of my psyche
Fragmenting my soul to the...

" beware !", a haunted house on the hill
where ghosts of past and time stands still
if tred...

We listened to the sounds of daybreak
We watched the dawn push back the night
Then life was...

Leaves losing color
Falling to the ground
Being Swept back into the wind
Howls racing...

When Death Mocks Me. Its horrifying laughing is noticeable it haunts me.Always lurking around it will not...

body writhing in pain
destruction
the one comes down
destroyed by us
crucified...

departed souls in a long forgotten night
persecuted until death
war is always the answer...

death
fear
beauty in decay
life in hell
form of a woman
floating
...

volumes speaking in disgusting tongue
let the wood stack and the pages burn
not of my world...

green Cadillac
sitting alone amongst giants
very dark black full moon
edge of town...