In the night, the bullets fly, as demented killers, with black hearts and depraved minds, search in the alleyways, for their prey, wanting a thrill in dangerous times, wanting to see the blood spill, wanting diamonds and dollars, and wanting to buy girls, who shout and holler, killers who want to eradicate their competition, and…
Read MoreIn the 21st century, why is there still homelessness, and why are there people, suffering in such misery, and dying so needlessly, when there are natural resources, and land available, to the governments of the world for free, now, it does not make sense to me, when we can free the homeless, from such misery…
Read MoreGoodbye Johnny, goodbye, a tall man plucks out a dead man's eye, and pops it in his mouth and sucks on it a while, goodbye Johnny he says, goodbye, well, Johnny was barely a man anyway, but mostly a cybernetic organism, who liked to whine and cry, and who can be recycled mostly, in exchange…
Read MoreFutile was the night, that you came to me, futile was that time, the time that I could not save you, from your insanity, futile, and though you tried to smile, there was such pain behind your eyes, an oceans worth of pain, an ocean of tears I did surmise, yes, futile was the night,…
Read MoreEnd of the year, the end of time, a time filled with bitterness, and a time of fear, a time of sorrow, and a time of goodbyes to those who have died, those unlucky many, the many who struggled and fought so valiantly to survive, COVID-19, a nightmare of the 21st century, a nightmare that…
Read MoreOh, what a world it is, with such tragedies and insanities, and oh, what dark thoughts and dreams, and plans wrought from cold hearts and minds, and what fearful cogitations there are, that form some men and women’s machiavellian schemes, machiavellian schemes that help destroy society, schemes that devastate so many nations, and that come…
Read MoreClose to your heart, into the light from the dark, separated by time from you, but alone, but happy and bright, and as cheerful as a lark, and feeling alive, feeling alive in the morning light in the park, post separation, post blues, post heartbreak, after the depression has gone, and long after your world…
Read MoreFutura, the city of the damned upon the ravaged Earth, the Earth shattered by the weapons, and the inhumanity and the savagery of man, a place where menial workers go about their miserable way, and killers, with little time for peace, who go looking for their prey. Futura, a place where death calls regularly, a…
Read MoreBehind the curtains, in the house, there moves barely a mouse, in the house, and with the music on, how beautiful it is with your eyes closed, and your favourite song, and the time how joyfully it moves along, with a few beers and wine, and the fire roaring high, and the chestnuts on, as…
Read MoreA moment, as if in slow motion as you come into view, and when you do, I am always wary of you, beautiful you, broken you, damaged you, because in you, there is anxiety, and insanity, and your cold heart it is ready to bring misery I see, and you, as you stand before me,…
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