REPETITION So let us call this Ruin Civilization Written Upon an ancient Wall Built By the Living Dead… Read more REPETITION
In The Silence Political headlines The same ol’ shit Not a day passes Without anger Somehow The gods of war… Read more In The Silence
I Hear America Screaming (Inspired by Walt Whitman) I hear America screaming, the varied lies I daily hear, Those of… Read more I Hear America Screaming
"I am a distinguished outcast in American letters — a renegade and recalcitrant, hated and feared by all cliques and snoring phantom celebrities, from ultra-radical to ultra-conservative — an isolated wanderer in the realm of intellect and lithely fantastic emotion, hemmed in by gnawing hostilities and blandly simulating venoms . . ."
Stopping Bad Coffee.
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We Are Not Your Huckleberry
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Stories, tales, lies, and exaggerations from the mind of a madman philosopher.
Nevermore.
Even when Death inhabits a poem, he does not own it. He is a squatter. In fact, Death owns nothing. - Todd Moore
Shortness of Breadth
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