The Bloody Corpse
Thirty three years of Evolution To finely tuned mediocrity Another abandoned revolution One more poem lacking sincerity One more guitar never learned to play Just…
Category: Poetry
Without you
Is this what I dreamed of right here right now alone in a room half way through a six-pack grateful for my solitude…
Disappointment
Some day are just disappointing Lacking demoralizingly disappointing. Christmas has let me down Easter was never as sweet as it promised to be…
Ashes to dust
Ashes to Ashes Friends to Reflections of strangers Time to A memory of sand slipping through my nicotine stained fingers Kisses to Smudged…