

This Visit 6.8.05The time of the Water Bearer brought the month of Horror Every night the piercing wail would wake me from my deep slumber Every day I would hear the curses, whines and the slapping of tender flesh The negative energy welcomed the infection into my abode I could see the skin rotting away as I was becoming a living corpse on both the outside and the inside I know that I exaggeate the so-called facts, but it is a symptom of my empty insanity Things returned to normal I started to become whole again, but I could still see the scars burned deep into my flesh, making a roadmap in my skin, showing me the fasThis Visit 6.8.05


Getting to known youThe rain pounds against my simple homeGetting to known you
As I am trapped here in my fortress of solitude talking to the other lonely souls witholding my feelings and hiding myself I thought I had longed for this simple thing was I just fooling myself while I tried to pass for normal I'm not really inspired to write yet I feel I must accept the challenge I must fight and win and devour the opposition but there is no clear idea about what is good and what is evil which am I? The Challenger wants access to my soul and my secrets My facade is strong and clear Eventually this rain will e


Holidays 12.17.04Destitute and lonely The Yule begins Dreams left unfullfilled! Nothing accomplished! The swirls of red and white The clanging of bells and registers The whirlpool of money leaves a bad taste in my mouth I hope for a release in the eyes and mouths of strangers I try to be myself in my fictional life But, I am reality's whore The cheerfull facade is well protected But, if you look closely you'll see the cracks filled with sorrow and wisdom Desperate and alone I cryHolidays 12.17.04


The Friendly Game 12.13.04The contest has begun The opponenets choose their sides The cliche rages on 5,6,9. pieces The game board is destroyed Beaten down the loser must regroup Slaughtered! Dying! Dead! The game starts anew Images coalesce into a new game board ripe for play 7, 12, 19 pieces Words grow more intense The former loser sobs He will win! The friend and the mate decide the outcome 1 piece wins the game The wind blows away the pieces It destroys the board The war has endedThe Friendly Game 12.13.04
Devious Comments
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I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
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