Muse

The rambling prophet sickens

of his soon to be death visions

of omni obliterati. . .

But he knows the last moment as always

will prove us all God and dying lovers



My dark night of the soul occurred in 1982, when I was 18 years old. I survived by writing poetry...

Metaphysical Speculations

Amness

Notebook Archives

Jenkinsong

Selected Poems

The Mushroom Kite Ladder