Exploring the dark side of the human experience in all matters human.
Writer of things unread, single father of 3- amateur parent. Seasoned thinker and novice feeler of feelings.
God Has No Name
The bicycle ticks The car rattles The piss of the dog trickles down the wall. The eaters eat, the walkers walk, and the girl takes a picture of her food or of herself,
Nothing Can Hurt You
Nothing can hurt you When you die they say there's nothing, seems nice-nothing. But that's just it: Nothing seems nice and then it's not.
A Fool Amongst Fools
I wish neither of us ever even had to suffer this life. Let alone those you wrote into it. It’s all so senselessly sad.
Do you ever feel as if there’s this whole piece of life that you are missing? Some piece that was never shown to you and so you simply go through life
You Save Me Every Day
It’s a flash It’ll pass It’ll pass It’ll pass A noose hanging, neck cricked The cold pulsing as the blood drips Water flows over the tub rim
It’s like reading a book with blank pages The story you know but the words don’t come for ages Rising out from the blank slate of your mind
Oh woe to she who falls down in the crevice of society Only to be trodden by the successes of their eccentricity Shall I bear ye not on my shoulders