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My Four Walls

Imagine, my dear John… How despite decomposition, your seeds inspired growth! Indeed, imagine there’s no heaven – stripped to core…

On Writing

Many have asked whence flow these words; meat of muther, I truly do not know. Prose to the writer is…

Eucharist

Dearest JonathanSon of Saul, So shall man search for MaryThroughoutALLDays of life Sharing vin of agèd id with many a…

If...

I’ve hesitated writing these words, at risk that any stumble… but fear I’d be dishonest withholding.  These past few years…

Emptiness

A poet clings to life this night The quill too, cries I fear For Muse & Eye Of Parchment DRY…

State of Affairs

People keep warning how this crusade for broken souls will cost my own While I hear and respect all opinion,…

Tears of a Soldier

At eleventh hour of a has-been life, the painted poet bows an ink-weary head in void ’twixt day and risen…

Unmarked Grave

Does it ever get easier? Any Respite From anger From cancerous Tear Does it ever shift Or Drift A w…

Of State & Affair

Good people,  We’re entering uncharted waters, where shifts toward New World Order are inevitable.  Change will happen incrementally so as…

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