Decay

Poem -

Death In Our Future

Time rolls on

A silent countdown

to nothing in particular

Each second gone...

Poem -

Death In Our Future

Time rolls on

A silent countdown

to nothing in particular

Each second gone...

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Poem -

The dirty red floor

The dirty red floor

I have failed poetry
A knife has cut
Words are fallen
Across the floor
The...

Poem -

Growing

I grow where the sun doesnt reach, next to the ferns and under the trees.

I got here on the wind...

Poem -

THE ROMANESQUE CUPID

THE ROMANESQUE CUPID

Rusticating in the gallery’s stark ambience
Hanging from bucolic museum walls
Are paintings...

Poem -

Shining Star

Sometimes everything seems to bother you

Your grades suddenly drop

Your parents scream at...