• Robotic Nights

    Plans to walk and gawk
    On sunny days
    In a roaring city haze
    Outside my window... more »

  • Scents Of Red Wine

    The smell of her ceases to end
    For my bed sheets lay dormant
    Enwrapped by her scent... more »

  • The Death Of A Junkie

    Racketing stations,
    Midnight silences
    Man just a boy
    Sits contemplating violence's... more »

  • The Observant

    Born

    The confused insomniac
    Is a narcissistic... more »

  • Truth My Guide

    Her eyes speak to the soul of I
    For the first time in my life
    I'm writing with a sense of truth
    Truth has finally decided to guide me on this path... more »