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
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Jenkinsong
Selected Poems
The Mushroom Kite Ladder