My mind is a toxic playground That cycles through the bad
Blackout #81
He was the key to her raised standing.
Haiku #70
It's that time of Year again, chill in the air Warm apple cider
Blow it Down
The wind is a terrible howl That hits the house Like it's trying to bring it down
Errors
Steel bites Into my skin
Oh my
Blood splatter Mind scattered
Quiet Torment
The silence woke her With its empty noise
Quote of the Week #15
I'm fond of The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe. Back in the day, we had to memorized the first two stanza. So I'm still very fond of the first stanza. "Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly... Continue Reading →
Shock Treatment
Book me a room In the madhouse
Loyal to the End
I'll lay by your gravestone Like a faithful dog
Fragment of a Figment 