Sporadically Brian

there it hangslike the redacted imageof a particularly vile pagein american history empty nowas it should bebut not dead it’s evil sits dormantlurkingwaiting for the chance to come aliveand confirm every notiondeep within my existential [...]

yes, i am dyingand aren’t we allforgive me pleasebut all these treesas wellare bound to fall look at them swayoh surethey’re here todaybut tomorrow everything dies it is knownfrom the moment our proverbial mortal coil [...]

in the dark of the citysilencerules the coming day as a dim lightgrowswithin this broken bodyhe knows the way oh my lordof pain and sorrowshow me nowor forever hold your tongue the sweet landsof no [...]

i can’t tell you whoor what i am identityis a cruel construct perhaps you don’t careand why should you just be humanand see the human in me Peace Oo(@_@)y-~

the good king recognizes his atrocities he knowsthat by doing sohe may already becomplicit and yetthe good king shows mercy restraintand a healthy ego he gives doubtits benefitand always seems to have room in his [...]

to be honestlike deatha soul’s definition to be honestlife’s breathmy war of attrition and perhapsif you’ve timefor some candor i’ll not slanderthis tongue lacks constraintbut my mind wouldn’t dream to try and be someone i [...]