I Hate Zombies (poem)
I hate zombies they are the infantile enemy the foe against which there is no guilt the essential human questions of right of wrong of morality never apply to the cerebellum-craving undead. It’s us or them hunt or be hunted kill or be killed they are enemies that fail to challenge our notions of what […]
Continue readingthe gun in my pocket (poem)
there’s a gun in my pocket heavy with the essence of another man’s soul still swirling in the smoky barrel in this dark corner of this lonely and forgotten bar is the man who played Thanatos and brought to inevitable conclusion the yearnings of a single human life in this corner, sipping cheap whiskey and […]
Continue readingA Moment of Clarity (poem)
Never forget life’s simple pleasures!
Continue readingSyncopathic Synthesis (poem)
A Valentine’s Day poem for my beloved Carey. Some men listen to the beat of music; they sway in mute ecstasy as the bass pushes syncopathic within their chest Some men stand on top of the mountain, drinking in the whole world synoptically and revel in […]
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