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ANONYMOUS BIOGRAPHY Throughout his life, His privileged existence, With the wife-beater father, The subservient sister, The slightly soft brother, The invisible mother, He has been in denial, Has always seen… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
ANONYMOUS BIOGRAPHY Throughout his life, His privileged existence, With the wife-beater father, The subservient sister, The slightly soft brother, The invisible mother, He has been in denial, Has always seen… Continue Reading
constant from all sides the drip of accusation deceit need undeniable trauma those who don’t listen those who should be listened to give some ground there is no ground just… Continue Reading
The land reclaims the flesh, and The seasons whirr like the mechanism Of an old clock, Her body jerks and stills When the young lovers do come. She devours them… Continue Reading
The myopic wind Clatters around the trees, unable To find his way out. The goddess of wood, her long Hair in a pony tail, sleeps through The shrieking. He lashes… Continue Reading
He treats the flight like any other In the days air travel was still a thing. Flight time 3 days, not the 3 hours for the Mediterranean islands then. Alone… Continue Reading
Distilling the world into its essence, We are left with nothing but straight Lines, where even what we see as circles Are fashioned from tangents around An empty space. All… Continue Reading
Love spoils everything. It is An aberration of the spirit, Overcomes the will of the flesh, Turns it old and stagnant. Love is a blight on Unbridled and multiple lusts… Continue Reading
The disease imbalances my chemicals, Walks silently through my House in the dark, lingers in corners & behind open doors, in sharp Angles wood creates against Lonely walls, hypotenuse to… Continue Reading
He always hedges his bets, Three on the go at the same time, Seperately, of course. A lot of Self-searching, imagined mainly, Because the tortured soul routine, Tortured poet actually,… Continue Reading
The mirror between her thighs Reflected the penitent man. He turned away. ‘This is where all men come From,’ she said. ‘Where they Go, before death claims them.’ He said… Continue Reading