Chapter 1
Latest Poem:
Cool Your Misfortune.
Desert Thunder Beckons From The Windows.
I Still Hear You!
I Still Need You!
See Smoke Billow From Their Gallows.
If The Sea Keeps Every Secret,
You’re A Speck Adjoined To Sky,
Sinking Into Space.
I Still Sense You!
The Smell Of Dead Ceremony And Dried Tears.
Despairing To Fight A Cowardly Pain.
If Eternity Is A Circle,
It Will Recognize Our State,
Make Amends To Endless Torture,
And Seek To Rectify Unborn Rain.(less)
