Life Was Bleak Said The Twitter Tweet

There are no doubts how quickly we'll tune out or zoom in while being consumed from within. When the truth becomes stranger than fiction add your pain pill addiction, reality! in submission.   By the code of truth or dare hell, no one really cares drunk or stone drowning in fear, your crises was clear. Yo!…Read more Life Was Bleak Said The Twitter Tweet

Those Who See What They Want to be

Come to terms with internal strife the audible concerns past moments in life. The dull duet of disharmony within disputes the lag it's sad who tags the issues we refute. I'm the Sandymancan your poet with a plan when the shit hits the fan its then you must stand. The consensus within any conversation while…Read more Those Who See What They Want to be

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

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

A Broken Mind Indifferent To Time

Staring into a mist of misery locked in a disjointed mind I'm muddle if not miffed still contrary to the loss of time. I'm the fly in the spider's web you see dangling by a thread dipped then rolled in dread that spider is ready to be fed.   The hymn? that never-ending low-pitch hum…Read more A Broken Mind Indifferent To Time