Friday, March 11, 2011


a swift revenge she does unleash against our populations
overflowing and washing away our dirty stains
reclaiming her land and healing the scars
leaving behind nothing but refuse, fragments of our fiction
a dismal wasteland, at least for a while.

Thursday, March 10, 2011


I know not where the path may lead,
but I extend my hand
searching for the one I need,
the one who understands

a vision not extravagant
but beautiful and bright,
a burning flame to light the way
and chase away the night.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Patient Indifference


sometimes I just don't give a shit
it's true
fuck you
don't give a damn what you do
long as you leave me alone


when I need you most
you disappear, leaving me
to churn in frustration
looking for answers
I simply wait


the end
can never be so simple
always the beginning
the question is
will this be birth
or rebirth
perhaps a perfect opposite
the yin to the yang