my body is wearymy mind in a fogi hear the barkingof a far away dog i open the doorwith rifle in towand step with bare feetinto the cold wet snow yet i do not noticebecause from all aroundcomes the incessant barkingof an aged red hound i cannot find the directionfrom which it is comingand i do not even noticehow quickly my feet are numbing i trek across my landlooking for the tracksthat will lead me to this beastwhen i notice the pain in my back and suddenly i come to knowi cannot feel my feetbut to rid myself of this monsterwould bring me a sense of peace i can no longer feel painin these tired old feet of mineit has long since left my calvesand started its trek up my spine i look back towards homeonly to … Read entire article »

to my leftto my rightin front of mebehind meengulfing meall these peopleget me outbefore i crack Originally posted 2008-08-17 19:11:00. Republished by Blog Post Promoter … Read entire article »

look at me nowwhat do you seewhat runs though your mindwhen you look at me i want to knowyour perception of mei want youto answer me Originally posted 2008-08-16 09:22:00. Republished by Blog Post Promoter … Read entire article »

it is filling meit is killing methis possessionmy obsessioni want it to stopit found meit bound meit caught meit fought meand it won Originally posted 2008-07-03 06:12:00. Republished by Blog Post Promoter … Read entire article »

there was an old manriding an asshe went to the riverand caught a big bassthen he ate it Originally posted 2008-06-26 05:35:00. Republished by Blog Post Promoter … Read entire article »

I wrote this one to my childhood friend Sarah, who got me started with poetry in the first place. This is actually the very first poem I ever wrote. I wrote it for her during a visit that she and her mother made to our house. Two years later it was published in one of poetry.com’s books. Yes, I entered one of their $10,000 contests. Looking back, I wish I would have bought that book. Sorry to say I don’t even know the name of it, or I would track down a copy and buy it now.Sarah, this is for you. it seems like yesterdaywhen we playedin the rainand we wiped each others tearsfrom our eyes it seems like yesterdaywhen we sharedall our painand we told of all our fearswe hid inside it … Read entire article »

life is full of possibilitiesbut there are inabilitiespeople have createdcausing lives to be wasted Originally posted 2008-07-04 11:22:00. Republished by Blog Post Promoter … Read entire article »

i come home late at night with all this poison in my veins i am getting sick and tired of living with this pain i live each day in fright of what they forced into my brain but now i am inspired to start all over again Originally posted 2008-07-20 21:02:00. Republished by Blog Post Promoter … Read entire article »

late that nightwhen the last spark diedi looked right at herinside i died late that nightwhen the fireworks were donei looked backat what i had done we were so closeone time beforei cannot believewe are no more Originally posted 2008-06-23 07:14:00. Republished by Blog Post Promoter … Read entire article »