The Lights
The lights don’t reveal things as clear as they used toand with a dim energy my chest plods along No
Category: poetry
Consumed
Consumed and unconsumedworshiped and played fornot the woman or the man,that is a different story This is about any personnot
I Am a Ghost that Causes So Much Ridicule
I am not mentally illI just see stuff that no one else seessays almost everyone occasionally You are mentally ill,
Dionysus and Apollo
Dionysus as woman, Apollo as Man.Apollo as woman, Dionysus as man.Woman and man both Dionysus.Woman and man both Apollo.No exit.
capital Address
I am an I for the sake of addressthe capital I all that comes afterbeing sequential because to explainto the
Ivan KryptoChrist
Hello, I am Ivan Kryptochrist I am totally good hackerI make money on you big evil, huh?I take pictures you
Confrontational “Style”
My brain makes uneasy the things my eyes allow in I think my agenda is my own but my existenceis
Poem on the Business of Life
I marvel at the big players on the television screen and the screen that makes the players bigI vicariously feel
Misreadings
Context. Inner dialogue. Individual narrative. The private hell. This brain map A Being becoming. A person in his mid fiftieshaving
Message from a Dead Mother
The Soul In Need and the Giver RJHoffman I wouldn’t want to take anything that makes you happy and it’s
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