Things that
are...

you will never know
of pain until you unearth...

Arachnids crawl across a pulsing mind
Preventing sanity an earnest dream...

When blackbird sings a song for him
from snowy perch all crisp and trim...

The landscape lay cracked and parched,
Heat still lays beneath the dust, but...

Ancient cosmic particles travelling through a...
M. Moran...

~ ~ _ ~ ~
Light delicate...

*Authors note: like a pendulum, this poem should...
from the twelfth strike to the first and then back...

A thread caught in my eye
as I looked, by and by...

Psychosis erodes my fragile rest,
Whilst demons vomit their evil finesse...

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Monsters (Acrostic...

Piranha like pains spread
Inside like hard rain...