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Inch-Wide Trenches
I’m living my life from crib to coffin everyday. How would you feel? when the darkness controls you. Tell me how would you feel? You
August 27, 2012
Poetry
Cut Clean
Cut clean, loose shoes. Its only they wanted in you. Ripped jeans, loud rouse. I think they can hear you. There was a jump chorus
April 21, 2012
Poetry
I Can’t Take This Place
I see you reposed, and you’re stripped to the bone. I see you’re alone. The speaker complains, through the hall and in vain. He lives
April 11, 2019
Poetry
Not Now
I can smell it now, like falling rain. Take your time, we’ll meet again. It gets all screwy, and someone hurts. I think it’s time,
December 5, 2019