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Presence
Take the time to fall asleep Pause… and look in your own keep There is nothing in your dreams Always empty as it seems You...
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The Worm
Oh worm, aren’t you sick? You live in a grave and all that you eat Is rotten meat… Of the corpse of my sweet It’s...
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Roses in gloom
Red roses are blue, Gray skies are in gloom Everything is dying It's all dying for you Violets are rotting, Existence is doomed The end...
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Daze
Green field summer Cool soft breeze One day wonder Life will seize Few small children Pure real laughs One great moment Life shall pass Still...
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Sunday Mournin’ (Ars Medicata)
While dreadfully seeking through my mind For an arousing impulse of some kind, I come across myself asleep; They shock like fuck: I searched too...
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Corners stare
In the center it's too bright... and silent Dark corners stare at me and yearn Without shame, or curves, or exits; Timeless and stale I...
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Forever Falling… Kay Fall

Presence
Take the time to fall asleep Pause… and look in your own keep There is nothing in your dreams Always empty as it seems You...
Read More
The Worm
Oh worm, aren’t you sick? You live in a grave and all that you eat Is rotten meat… Of the corpse of my sweet It’s...
Read More
Roses in gloom
Red roses are blue, Gray skies are in gloom Everything is dying It's all dying for you Violets are rotting, Existence is doomed The end...
Read More
Daze
Green field summer Cool soft breeze One day wonder Life will seize Few small children Pure real laughs One great moment Life shall pass Still...
Read More
Sunday Mournin’ (Ars Medicata)
While dreadfully seeking through my mind For an arousing impulse of some kind, I come across myself asleep; They shock like fuck: I searched too...
Read More
Corners stare
In the center it's too bright... and silent Dark corners stare at me and yearn Without shame, or curves, or exits; Timeless and stale I...
Read More

Short Stories

Presence

Take the time to fall asleep Pause… and look in your own keep There is nothing in your dreams Always empty as it seems You may dream too much awake Not too good for your own sake Dreams are meant for something else Never ending in one phase So you …

The Worm

Oh worm, aren’t you sick? You live in a grave and all that you eat Is rotten meat… Of the corpse of my sweet It’s been a few weeks now And I can’t help but wonder If you even pause to sleep Or if her meat has become sour Have …

Roses in gloom

Red roses are blue, Gray skies are in gloom Everything is dying It’s all dying for you Violets are rotting, Existence is doomed The end is so near It’s all ending for you Mushrooms are glowing, And as they radiate due Flesh melts of the bone All my flesh is …

Daze

Green field summer Cool soft breeze One day wonder Life will seize Few small children Pure real laughs One great moment Life shall pass Still red sphere Clear blue sky One near miss Life must die Gold late noon Tall ash tree One less leaf Lifeless me Void is something …

Sunday Mournin’ (Ars Medicata)

While dreadfully seeking through my mind For an arousing impulse of some kind, I come across myself asleep; They shock like fuck: I searched too deep! But I just love myself asleep And I convinced them: ’It-s a gift!’ But no machine can understand The nightmares of a crazy man… …

Corners stare

In the center it’s too bright… and silent Dark corners stare at me and yearn Without shame, or curves, or exits; Timeless and stale I am defined by my confinement No space, no substance, just cornered I Light surrounds and color blinds Shadows gray they threaten me I am their …

Poetry

Some rhyme.  Most times. Some don’t.  They’re bored.