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Compatibility

  • 26 Jul 2018

She is the one meant for him. She is the unique one who makes his life whole. She is the glue that holds his heart together. Without her his heart would be divided. She is the one who captivates his heart with all her witty charm She is every...

My final speech

  • 09 Jun 2018

There is crimson blood dripping from my worn hand, It glides in wind created by the giant stomps across the land. I rest my becoming corpse a pond the trench, With the giants’ roar worse than a wrench.  ...

A tiresome cry for liberty

  • 07 Jun 2018

A tiresome cry for liberty, Is a pointless cry for her.   Once we have the lady, We return to a cycle of depression and restriction.   The blood we leak for her, Is nothing, For the...

The hunger I feel

  • 07 Jun 2018

The hunger I feel, It dragging me to kill, I should be swallowing pills, To control my thrills, It will only make others bleed. For it will only restrain me, Once I’m release, I am fre...

Collect call to Canterbury

  • 01 May 2018

Passing through  and that's all we ever do I am humbled by your cheers, my joy  akin to that when I was but a boy is boundless (Who said hop it?) stop i...

Painting popcorn

  • 29 Apr 2018

    I wanted to be where are we there yet is but a part of me wanted to stay   I'm like a dog with a bone buried deep in the comfort zone   Are ...

The Statue of Liberty Wept Today

  • 25 Apr 2018

A tear splashed down from Lady Liberties eyes as the Trump adviser told outright lies about immigration and what she stood for claiming Lady Liberty was a political whore The snake spun t...

Wounded March V2

  • 15 Apr 2018

Thus she throws an arsenal of bullets into my chest. But I do not weep at such humongous pain. I stand tall bleeding from my wounds. Marching towards her tower of pine. Carrying the righteous torch. To send her i...

Sadist Lover

  • 14 Apr 2018

She cheers at my pain.  I should laugh with her but no. It is a great pain....

Smoking Cigarettes

  • 14 Apr 2018

Death is calling my heart. It yearns to fill my lungs. It screams in my ear to come to her. I should refuse but she is attractive. I will stay my hands for now. But I will fall to her in the end....

A Reality For Happiness

  • 05 Apr 2018

It only last a short amount of time. It will soon becomes a crime. Sadness can last a life. Happiness comes and goes like a flight. There isn’t enough people who will be kind. People will never reach the et...

Room four zero four

  • 20 Mar 2018

The title was missing. but I didn't care there was nothing to write of and ​I wasn't there ​who saw me then when men sleep? did I dream of the widow as I watched her weep...

No Where to run

  • 20 Mar 2018

Nowhere to run.  We are out of time  Our end has come.    May our sons forgive.  They have done no wrong.  But they will have to live.   Humanity will nev...

Living in a grave

  • 20 Mar 2018

As I lay in my grave of slumber. I can do no more than wonder.  My body was six feet under.  But I can still hear a sound of thunder.   Was someone else being sent to slumber?  Or was it the s...

sunday bonnet

  • 18 Mar 2018

Never swear or tell a lie on a Sunday you might die and you won't be going to heaven  that's a fact. As children we believed what we were told  becoming older and not so trusting  I...

Ghosts of the West

  • 17 Mar 2018

In Bodie where they load me  with old gold  my deal is a good one  but i throw in the cards and fold. This boomtown is bust  the dreams I once had have all turned to dust...

mimics the moment

  • 16 Mar 2018

She paints me using ​quiet brush strokes, my loudness stilled by the muted colours ​I watch and copy the look ​in her eyes and plagiarise ​her loveliness.  ...

Appalachia

  • 16 Mar 2018

Seeds borne by the wind settle down for the long Winter and the ​nights breathe sorrow on fallow deer. ​I follow this mountain chain linked by history to ​almost the b...

XXVI

  • 21 Mar 2017

I built up a wall, out of sticks and stones I built up a wall, solid and strong I built up a wall, to live, just a moment or two   Cannot hold for long, this siege of devilish thoughts Cannot hold them for l...

Suppressed Rage

  • 12 Mar 2017

10 seconds of rage- then spend 10 years locked in a cage reduced to a file on a page- consequences of suppressed rage misunderstood- like a crook- wonder why he picked up a gauge read him like a book- must be illiterate, never...