We shoot for superiority.
The best of the idea,
the winning match and set
game for the domination.
I, with masculine energy,

The tower of Babel
was destined to fall
not because of the
wrath of God,
but the hatred

At first, I was the reveling masq
In a dozen wanton nights,
with a lack of fright for social a
I sought to receive.
I sought to breath

Why choose misery over
the joy found when
mugs on the table
hide their secrets
and pour out everything

Little black rocks dotted the side
as I held my gaze down there.
What was I doing here...
almost crippled by fear
No, I’m doing this.

I am in the city of dead arisen,
surrounded by saints and sinners;
some safer in cars, cardboard pack
in halcyon piles to suffocate the
For others, houses blow in the win

The rain wanted to fight me.
Pouring down to become pines and n
splashing upwards,
dropping down with mock-unison
into the now flooded sidewalk.

She was my little nymph
Unaware of it but something I onl
The love legendary in moments beyo
as I close my faithful eyes to fin
I feel awake as my mind pushes my

The ladder is before you
Will you climb?
Well of course you will
You have the time
Those first rungs are easy

I keep seeing
them
out of shadows
they creep,
men in black robes.