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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
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
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 nonexistent house with its nonexistent roof is colder than the thermometer would have you think, the invisible walls mouldy with the damp of the absent care of caring capitalism… Continue Reading
most see it as a straight line an undeviating arrow made from the mysteries of maths and buzzing with numbers indecipherable equations where only one correct answer is ever possible… 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
He does this every Friday, Plays the piano for the dying Children in a house of colours, Where grief dapples every moment With shadows in the corridors Outside the room… Continue Reading
wrap me in your quantum my dearest love reduce me to the invisible size of my emotions the whole world dancing on the head of an unseen pin twisted between… Continue Reading
I could write a thousand poems and stories about orifices, and none of them would be the truth. The darkness behind the inventions is too extreme to even contemplate in… Continue Reading
#Weather Nope. We talk about it too much already, Those conversations just an excuse For a lack of thought. R 20/02/2023 18:51
it’s been tremendous thanks bye actress to bishop writer to social media bishop to actress bond to villain it’s been R 19/02/2023 19:02
Here we are, At the edge of the world, Holding so many fates in Our trembling hands, and Looking into the abybss beyond Which there is nothing. How strange To… Continue Reading