don't look at me now with your cast down eyes
I am not your savior either and that may well be the surprise
the dying wishes for doom may be your trip in this life
where the zombies are nothing to the monsters that arise
from shame and fear and ignorant cliches
fear not my demeanor
fear not my submission now
your dick down my throat, really, it is a short way to my throat..learn math..
thank you for reading my poem for rick:)
It is rare that I am home on a Friday morning ever since my new schedule. Waking up at 4 is different from waking up at 5..very very strang...
I see the moon and the moon sees me I hear her voice of eternity her luminous rays reflecting silent truths desires met with little force...
the ultimate truth or should I say, An Ultimate Truth "some things are meant to be enjoyed for a little while and then they are gone.....
I was thinking about things. I am sort of studying brain stuff some more and it makes me think about my inner brain and why I think and do t...