No Refund No Returns

Say you will when you won’t better still if you don’t,  never intend to breed contempt never once will you be exempted    Hearing the cries of mamas and babies fearing your lies you’ll only say maybe, in predawn just before the light why does the truth always bid you good night.   The lost…Read more No Refund No Returns

The Lord Lost Is Your Only Cost

  Sunlight penetrates across the sky a mother's smile the child knows why. When shadows spring forth from distortion creatures! ugly features from this contortion. The last vestiges of our past those grains of sand through the hourglass. So what's in a deed it's feast or bleed whether you try or cry comes the day…Read more The Lord Lost Is Your Only Cost

The Cry Of The Crow

The cruelty of crisis crows fanciful fairy tales and foes thy impulse! imaginary illusions improvised conclusions. The dramatic deeds dreading detection in my reflections familiar myths mask confusion my unfounded resolution. My nemesis narrations, oracle distorting stable foundations a poisonous plot, conspirators draw lots! delusional I'm not. In awe of the beauty in this beast…Read more The Cry Of The Crow

Change Your View For The Women Connected to You

 That silent night when my groans grumbled in my head tasting my own blood the fear that it fed, tonight I'm dead. Stripped naked his guttural gurgles, my gargles while gaggedI was beef to be bound now a soiled heap of ground round. Gritting his teeth as he moans his stench will never be goneengaging in his ditty of discourse my…Read more Change Your View For The Women Connected to You

A Mind Betrayed It’s Suffocating Maze

Enraged Pacified Did He Win ?Death To DemonsFight To The End  Sitting on my hotel room's balcony camera always close by Cambodia's heat and humility will unhinge any reason why.a man one hand ranting in the street, my interest peakedthe rage in his eyes, boiling bubbling burning turmoil inside.He pointed cursed and yelled! I think Cambodian I…Read more A Mind Betrayed It’s Suffocating Maze

Death Repeats Predator Seeking Meat

Can you hear the signature shrills of the sacrificed those pronounce squeals in their last moments of stifle. A repertoire of repetitive pleadings resonating in chills my indifferent to proclamations of innocence when I kill   Rubbish rouse of rhetoric smacks of self-serving squawk a predator I must stalk, my taste for blood I never…Read more Death Repeats Predator Seeking Meat