conquerors

youth-dreams of hobbled by addictions afflictions scream away from selfsame death of normality this-is-our-life deluded we run our present we ruin our future old-screams without health no thing hobbled by limp gimp backbreak neckache give me pain no peace no life wait life yes feel something some thing with this good shit we can be […]

Lemonjuice

Spending some time at the end of my day going through a folder of poems I wrote eons ago. Why don’t I still write them? Why do I write only one, maybe two a year? I wrote dozens, thousands, millions of them. Yes, I’d hit 20% gold, but at that rate, that’s a good collection. […]