poetry

COMRADES     Comrades! rage on lend me your fears and lets to the black dawn bend   to battle! arm yourself in war. make metal a god sh...

STATE APPEAL   I was watching the news on TV today. Hearing discerning words come my way. They talk of the terrible things leading people to be...

When the Apocalypse Came     there was no fire no hail no disease no insanity the earth did not heave the skies did not fail the seas did not ...

Three Sisters   Three sisters welcomed back from war a brother just as kind and beautiful as he was before they watched him sail off towards times k...

Yelp Review - Sci Fi City We wanted to shower those we had crushes on with pelts of imaginary animals, make a catwalk from the bones of our enemies; we didn’...

Sex Under The Microscope   Your parents give me the once-over. Where do I hide these fingernails that have scratched your naked back? Into w...

Earthrise   When are we to rise again? Us? Humanity? Then who?   Until there exists another world like ours, it is only we and that cloud...

from Insanity this Song   of regression screams like midnight in a white room with no echo. The tragedy of such an ideal is palpable. I can taste its ...

Fear Is Venom   Spider in my bed Do not bite me Bite my toe and you are dead. This is not a threat But a reflex. Scissor chips rock Rock crushes sc...

Mechanical   Cattle bearing crosses, corralled into satanic, dung filled stockyards. Pigs squeal, blood spills into hot dogs.   Inte...

I   There are two means: a. the man drives an older car for years, forgetting his name or b. the pregnant stop, and everyone you pass has no...

I Am a Contradiction   I think in ways unknown to me: flashing images, colors, sporadic flying words, objects. Letters grin at me instead of familiar...

“Balance in Chaos”   Rain-spattered panes around, A translucent view outdoors. A distant flash, One, two, three. Crash, and the windows rattle. Hand...

Quite Contrary   There is a fine line between apathy and hope. I fight for better mileage with us: too quickly we lose inertia, like a child log-r...