Land of Imagination

Land Of Imagination By Ciaran Pinnell
Cherry

Businessmen

Something in the city but it's not stockbroking and it's certainly not nine to five.

The Outcast - Chapter Fourteen

It's my fault.

The Outcast - Chapter Thirteen

I'm at the hospital now, my hands cuffed in front of me with metal shackles that are hooked to the foot of the bed.

hiss

Just sounds and images and stuff, really.

Terrified In America

I've been terrified since long before 9-11, since I figured out there's no heaven, that the American dream of a land of the free is corrupted beyond recovery,

The Outcast - Chapter Twelve

What now?

Simply Don't

dont fuck with my mind cant derail time as each moment collides into the next slow motion evidence of inner corrosion if your mind cant fly they point their holier than thou fingers

It’s time to rest

Pity is wasted on the dead As are the token flowers That weren’t forthcoming, When the dead were living... So cry no sad goodbyes... Moreover! Mourn only just... a little! ... {While...}

Digging Deeper - (chapters 5 & 6)

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