Oct 12, 2019
New poems coming soon to make up for the previous so-called poems or whatever they may be. Hopefully the next batch of random rants, new poems, and other useful or useless blog posts will be better than the last.
The beautiful month of horrors.
Blood, death, magick, yes magic spelled with the letter K.
Satan & Crowley & Zeppelin & Sabbath & everyone else.
Just the facts now.
There is no God....(Yet I could be wrong)
There is no Satan....(Yet I could be wrong)
But there is Life.
That my friend is a fact....Yes, there is life.
And we bleed.
That is all you need to know.
Damn this poem (fucking) sucks!
Oct 11, 2019
JUST SCREAM OUT!!
YES, UNTIL IT FADES AWAY.
Oct 2, 2019
Sep 30, 2019
No use in trying to capture it.
A spark, yes....just a spark.
Just like life....it is gone in a flash.
No more time to breathe, no more
time to love, no more time to create.
But maybe we can find the time.
Yes, maybe we can.
Maybe we can find the time to breathe.
Maybe we can find the time to love.
Maybe we can find the time to create.