Chance Meeting

Statue of flesh and blood Heart of glass Shelter for the raven Oppressive fog denied entry Cracks on the statue’s surface as it ever so slightly reaches for the raven Curious obsidian beauty reflected in it’s bright half-lidded eyes Courageous little deaths Shuddering feathers and chipped skin Glass heart pure Feathers intact Bright darkness engulfing …
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Orange Sun

Wrote this last night the traditional way with pen and paper. Tower of opaque glass stands tall and proud, But her might can not withstand the oncoming storm. The tempest ravages her walls until they crumble. Peace is a luxury long forgotten. Happiness is a cynic’s dream. Those who built her would abandon her. Those …
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Cruel Innocence

Late 2002. This is where I developed my common signature “Comedy of the tragedy” which I have used everywhere until very recently. When I started to truly fall out of religion’s grace and I consciously acknowledged it. Cruel Innocence In memory of the fallen who still believe in miracles The smile that mocks your anguished …
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Colorful Shapes

Things I just wrote down in 2003 while confining myself to the basement in my sister’s room. Away from all the chaos. Her room was bigger. I burned some small white candles. I liked burning things and watching fire in general. Fascinating. I burned my nail today on a candle’s fire brother on Sunday told …
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