GONE I’m not ready to rejoin humankind I keep in touch on this blog obliquely Wrought words from a semiconscious mind Rendered honestly albeit bleakly. I admit under scientific law And the force of reality’s …
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Back to oblivion
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Driving without poetic license
80-PROOF INSPIRATION He was a sensitive young poet man Got pulled over to the side of the ode For something really fucking stupid man Like being drunk on one helluva line The result of ten …
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The searcher
1. In the dead of night the steady drumming of rain on the roof and in the bushes outside my window awakens my soul and sends it searching, searching for my wife in the unknown void where death dumped her body …