Beneath the surface

In the British museum sits The Rosetta stone Used to resurrect a dead tongue Death is now breathing down my neck Mine is now a drowning world Oxygen starved my heart and Intellect at odds

Heartless-can-be?

I'm wild and sometimes even heartless-can-be, I'm fond of collecting illusions to ruin, I'm breaking the rules life has written for me, "Create to destroy" best describes what I'm doing.

Invisible Scars

The poison of spring has dissolved in my veins; A second is worth both my future and past. The more I denied my becoming insane, The sooner insanity touched me at last.

A Desperate City

Hello to you from the gray gloomy city, Where crowds unconsciously worship despair, Indulging in dangers of constant self-pity With naive belief in the world's being fair.

Once

Nonsense rhyme...

I DON'T LIKE TO SLEEP ALONE poem

the lather of our moments, that sweet smell of assent.

DOWNTOWN HALIFAX PUB poem

money just paper moving from one pocket to another university lads glad to share another round
Cherry

BEFORE PRESIDENT OBAMA poem

I gather in your colour, the shape of your skin

Spider Webs

Looking out onto the night, small strands glint between the light. Soft and fragile to the touch, using my hand as a crutch. Fast and agile it weaves through,

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