I’ve howled and raved and ranted at all those whom I could name, in search of peace and freedom from this ancient seething rage. But still there lingers bitter bil…
Sweet sultry muse, I declare this solemn oath before all that’s true and holy, that this earthly life and love are yours and yours alone,
If I could steal you out of time, there would be no place to hide. I would finish what was started when you left me here to die. It’s not vengeance which I seek,
Some time ago, I made my way down to the crossroads, to try my lucky hand at the devil’s gaming tables.
There are no pictures on these wal… no mountain lakes nor sailing ship… Not long ago there were no walls Life was lived outside your window… I’d tried to live within four wall…
How does a landed mariner ever tell a living soul about the exquisite rapture of the sultry siren’s song ? As it echoed through the mist,
Seems no way out, but deep within. There’s a resonant voice calling from the depths of my being; I am not what you imagine me to be…
Sweet Mary Jane bade me follow where she led. I went eagerly. She was my life’s one true love. All the others,
Late at night; another helter-skelter day, having flown off unexpectedly into alien domains of disarray. So many urgent moments
Alone, in the same old crowd, trying to ignore this stifling pain. I am but
Come out, come out, wherever you are. I know you’re in here. You dirty little secret.
These words, gently laid upon this page, amount to my sincere prayer they reach within you, and touch your secret self,
Sometimes I worry what you’ll thi… about these words I spew upon this… Not often. Not for very long. What of the form and structure?
I’m not angry with you. I am hurting, and as usual, I don’t know why. I don’t know why I cry
It seems the only way to reach the mountain-top, is through the desert wasteland. It is only there that one might come to learn
