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It will be a warm day in Hell...

One woman's tale of a warm day in Hell...

It will be a warm day in Hell... It was the largest meeting in Hell (Michigan) that I could remember. The Town Hall had been taken over by TV crews from all over, for their annual conference. They had been snowed-in for the last three days. Yes, they were...

The Finale

You will never see me coming

I am always here waiting for you dancing in the growing darkness singing along to the tune of duskiness played by the harp of the nights I am always here watching for you as you ride along the dusty, insensate road as you climb the tall fat wall to reload...

Evila

One day, a boy finds out his world isn't the only one that exists.

And then I shot up from bed. The weather is acting up. I had a bad dream, but what was it? I can’t remember. . . Wait, where is she? Is she okay? I have to check up on her. I don’t know why, but I think she’s in danger! This is what the boy thought to him...

when the shadows come

When the dark shadows come

  When the dark shadows come  You're the one I go to  You're the one to hold my hand  Calm my nerves When I need you  You are there in a heartbeat  You don't judge  You smile and say its all right When I am down  You pick me up  You give your time  You gi...

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“I’m ready,” Lucy whispered, her voice so soft that it was nearly drowned out by the breeze kissing the grass in the great meadow where she (with her feet pointing west) and Alice (hers pointing east) lay cheek to cheek. “Oh?” Alice asked, her eyes drawn...

That Little Ship

The second full poem I wrote for a collaboration on Anxiety. Dark and depressing.

This is the second attempt on a collaboration I participated in on Anxiety / Release. This one didn't make the cut, but I am posting all the poems I wrote as part of the journey. It was dark times in my head as I wrote this, and travelled the path to the...

The Power of Words

Darker than my usual, surprising even me. Be wise with your words because this could easily be true.

Due to the brevity and darkness of this piece, I have decided to leave a few lines blank, so not to spoil it. Hey, let's face it bitch: You suck as an artist; you have no creativity, you're a fucked up, hopeless shitty person, a plagiarist, and anything y...

Looking into my heart, I wonder what you will see. You won't see Love and you won't see flowers. You won't see something pretty You will see something Dark You will see something evil Something so unreal Something so cruel You will see the real pain I fee...

The death of me

My flesh came to reason a time for pleasing and soon it was that lust was ceasing

The other night my life did ponder of a time when it left to wander and I refused to give in to yonder life that pleaded for a chance to prove its worth As it left I felt myself easing my flesh came to reason a time for pleasing and soon it was that lust...