Reblogged from Love Random Death: Sitting at the kitchen table With the smoke of cigarettes And the aroma of coffee A ratty old robe to wrap my bones Bullwinkle slippers to drown my feet Dick Van Dyke… more →
Love Random Deathwrote 2 days ago: Reblogged from Love Random Death: Sitting at the kitchen table With the smoke of cigarettes And the … more →
wrote 3 days ago: Reblogged from Love Random Death: I've swept many long miles of water To find the prize I seek I cat … more →
wrote 4 days ago: Reblogged from Love Random Death: For a goblet dipped in the Silver Sea A quest to roam the furthest … more →
wrote 6 days ago: Reblogged from Love Random Death: Wow - My hands are shaking. -Just like my mind. Control - Control. … more →
wrote 1 week ago: Reblogged from Love Random Death: And here I sit. Alone, calm, in control of My mind. My chair is pl … more →
wrote 1 week ago: Reblogged from Love Random Death: Sprinkling fountains on the plaza Caring pools of Kindness: Show y … more →
wrote 1 year ago: He recites you poetry — that is gorgeous but I will tell you poetry — I will tell you th … more →
wrote 1 year ago: Burning reds from sunset to night sky Chilling blues from midnight to dawn Whimsical yellow all the … more →
wrote 1 year ago: The conviction of Jezebel Striding proudly through tunnels Thick with the fluids of her prey Sacrifi … more →
wrote 1 year ago: But what of aught if it but sought What it thought it fought to be Or how to show how it should know … more →
wrote 1 year ago: This world is so pointlessly Idiotically Hell that I don’t even care Anymore Do not cry to me … more →
wrote 1 year ago: The girl beautiful with a smile Spirits dancing in mist Fog-shadowed outlines in moonshine Dances to … more →
wrote 1 year ago: The boy with the golden eyes Dripping beads of silver Down alabaster cheeks Smiles with bloodied lip … more →
wrote 1 year ago: When she is stroked Her back will arch And writhe in a Sensuous dance Every movement she makes Is a … more →
wrote 1 year ago: I know now That there is no fate worse Than starving to death While a gorgeous banquet Is laid befor … more →
wrote 1 year ago: What is it in me that must be released Through my hands — my mind Where has it gone when it es … more →
wrote 1 year ago: Unlike the starving the weak The tired the poor You demand asylum How could you ask when you may not … more →
wrote 1 year ago: Every night I spend with you Absurd Insanity And each sunshine day I find myself Pouring over my cof … more →
wrote 1 year ago: Through the drunken night of delirium We sailed over crimson seas Of Storm in our symbolic ship of B … more →