Substance Of Substantial – Unhinged Poem

Blanket slavery, rewind and forget, mankind the pet of another more powerful fool, toys left to rot, figments of our own imaginations, pale eyes staring into a nothingness beyond, a tear drop falls in a sea of blood, but the tear means nothing but a misbegotten hope, lost in the endless beams of a forever never to be...

Recovering Addict Of Fertility – Unhinged Poem

I’m not in love with killing myself, but I’m in love with killing you, sequences given to the imagination of the unknown, a plague from the pages of books long gone, humanity a footnote in someone else’s sun, written on my deathbed, tearing pages from a book of poems, which this is one..