Saturn is made of collective voids Kill off Kin, Send in the Droids! Guess he didn’t know he was machine Man, fearing technology Breaking stars in sacred texts Only a knave can read so that his… more →
artrockpoetryartrockpoetry wrote 1 week ago: Saturn is made of collective voids Kill off Kin, Send in the Droids! Guess he didn’t know he w … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 1 month ago: I’ve had a love-hate relationship with school since I was a child. Last night I think I had an … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 2 months ago: Mark me humble, for that I can be proud. Hell, I can even call myself a Christian aloud. I worship a … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 2 months ago: The Gnosis of Bath Should She–Mother, Woman–suffer up a cross, A dinner: Pesto ‘N Placen … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 2 months ago: I hate the word “Plethora.” It’s pretentious ,matter of fact. What if things are scarce? Why can’t y … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 2 months ago: this is a painting i am working on. i am looking to give it my mom. it’s still in progress,an … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 2 months ago: Inside shelter walls, A new day feels old. Approaching ruins Of the storm past The storm is over … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 4 months ago: Paint yourself a pretty prostitute A woman of a pseudo-feminazism even then askew Breasts pressed fi … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 4 months ago: Stare in the dark at and on the wall The day is not over at all Ability to sleep when there is no pe … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 4 months ago: Sucking time up It’s not power Need another hour We are, always alive We have (the) time Money … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 4 months ago: What can the porno and this jar of peanut butter do for Me? Eh…Let’s start this another … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 4 months ago: Why did God give us choice? God didn’t. As a matter of fact, God said “Do not eat from that tree.” … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 5 months ago: Express yourself through ink never mind what’s it made of Ash and soot Underneath your artistic fo … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 6 months ago: For Crying Out Loud The moral of the story is That morale is not what we notice Nor what we remember … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 6 months ago: We are all dreaming this dream, though, we think, individually. Yet, when I sleep, I am myself and m … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 6 months ago: my family when i was little and then my dad and although my mom it’s a generic gene it’s … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 10 months ago: Surely, from what I know, God is love. It is therefore not blasphemous when I say, when I call him G … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 11 months ago: The thing about the artist, the creative– however he or she chooses to create, so long as he o … more →
artrockpoetry wrote 1 year ago: View This Pollpolls … more →