Sleeps Revenge

Never curse sleep or it will have its revenge...

Scythe Swag Side Stalk - Poem 6 (Home)

Señores Guardias Civiles, Aquí Pasó Lo De Siempre. Aquí Han Muerto Cuatro Romanes Y Cinco Cartagineses.

Life in a brown plastic bottle - Poem 5 (Home)

(I Won’t Give In To The Vera Lynns)

Sun Life - Poem 4 (Home)

I wish I had died a century ago, It was much easier then.

May we not fall in love again?

May we not fall in love again? Now that the swallows have come home and the bright sun’s once more in the sky and cold and winter snow is gone and the golden flowers are reborn.
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Tired Of Trying

I'm tired of trying to be crying out for help from you I'm in this all alone and I'm not ok but don't even notice don't even hold me just leave me alone again and again

Middle age puberty...

When does puberty, end...? I’m 45 and I’m still here asking… My former self; when will it end. When will I be a man? There’s no harm in looking… Is there, is ...there girls?

An Immortal 4

"Because of Francis' excellent critique of our "primitive" internet sex device, we have decided to create something altogether new," the executive committee leader stated, "Here it is!"

The Station.

Not for the easily offended, or those with strong religious beliefs. Longish tale of weirdness and death. 2900+ words.

Twilight Time

Twilight time with circles of like golden full moons on a long wire Further on I walked to the blue sparkling tree lit up higher with mauve intermittent Droplets hanging down

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