(2014)
#UnlikelyOne
(In the beginning of the 3rd millennium of a simple calendar from a twisted religion on a beautiful planet
I came here for cuts. Stale cigarette butts, Leaving the scene With poor man’s luck. Rotten
It follows to say I thought what… But nothing arrived and time was n… If only the space in which I have… Came back to conquer my authored s… I might well be on my way to where
So used to being accepted, Then quickly rejected. I know what to expect. I EXPECT IT Do you?
I am now In the midst of shaping shifts into riddled bits of cryptic myths
Six blue jays converge at the birc… To sing their anomalous colloquial… They fashion a serene scene as the… My mind so inclined to blindly sin… As I ponder their ways, in my mid…
I was sick with experience, Hungover from too much time. And there she appeared. Clear. I hadn’t before seen her never,
Death is not an option like it was when I was young, But that old familiar noose still ties a knot around my tongue… Strangling the letters
A trillion ghosts of bugs quietly haunting this ramshackled shack. I only notice them on hollowed eves
I can’t get stoned anymore without getting paranoid. It’s not the plant. It’s New Jersey. It’s having kids.
(a place not here nor in dreams) the devil rips up clouds like god rips up souls like people here on earth rip through telephone poles.
I am going to dig your grave in time and someone else will be digging mine— Mortality is
In the spirit of dire news he’s holed his old souls! Walking so hard and so long through the coals. But you cannot master fire
A lonely creature content just to… Allured by the rooms that hide in… As one would see fit to rest with… Where time after time, you pine fo… These fields that you lie in—seeth…
A new level of irony has risen from the previously sett… The zombie phoenix has returned. We should feel lucky. Out of all of the places,