I have 597 stories published in
2 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 385811 times
and 9 of my stories have been cherry picked. 3 of my 316 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 3 votes
Lucinda, I’m so cold can you tell me? Is it winter in here because there’s Such a chill that it could kill every man With a woman’s scorn a woman’s will.
Time is a winged chariot So spread those wings Of burnish twilight gold Learn to fly above the fold Because child time is not For keeping on your side Youth it is a gift! No-worm suppresser
Sanatorium, women I’m under lock and key Trap in a web of delirium... Never to break free From those sweet interims Of your loves insanity, misery! Sanatorium, women
You had to delegate Something deep inside of me Because I was like an abbot Hiding in his little grey monastery Trembling in his grazed brown; size 9 shoes. Afraid to gaze at you
The heart whispers faint old fears once again! And these hands dither holding fag ends Neck shaking stiffens within the membrane The cortex quivers and a storm, transcends.