Which way the wind blows?Will it be fortune?Or will it be misfortune?Will we which our dreams?Or will we only scheme?Fate is a tricky thing.And it doesn’t always have luck to bring.It’s a roll of the dice to give it a try.And so often it’s hard to get by.And when it doesn’t work out it makes … Continue reading Which Way the Wind Blows: Robert St. Germain
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Reach Out: Robert St. Germain
Reach out for your dreams.Reach out for the prize.Don’t let the haters make you cry.Their just fools void of goals.Their stupidity will swallow them whole.Don’t let the bastards get in your way.Just block out all the shit they say.Let them not get in the way of your plan.Push them aside if you can.Don’t let their … Continue reading Reach Out: Robert St. Germain
The Karma Gods: Robert St. Germain
The Karma Gods will crush you,If you screw around too much.What goes around, comes around.You can only push your luck so much,Until, it bites you in the ass.Fate cannot be avoided, for one day it will catch up to you.What’s done is done and can never be reversed.Watch what you do, for everything you do … Continue reading The Karma Gods: Robert St. Germain
Untitled: Peter Krahn
Here’s a story about a person who couldn’t make up their mind whether life was good or life wasbad, who waffled on his outlook, sometimes grateful and sometimes bitter, nothing consistent, aconstant fluctuation of mood and disposition. Compared to others, his life might look grand,privileged, perhaps even envied. He knew this yet such comparisons didn’t … Continue reading Untitled: Peter Krahn
Fix Mix: Peter Krahn
There’s always a story sitting right in front of you, just depends on what that is and howyour mind wanders once you open yourself to seeing, hearing, maybe even smellingwhat’s going on around you. It’s called a mix of reporting and making shit up, and thatmix is of course, good shit, bad shit and all … Continue reading Fix Mix: Peter Krahn
Remember: Charlene Halpin
i remember red enraging me i remember black enveloping me pain chasing me into the darkness deeper and deeper within ebony corridors of despair my being, my self, my soul cut and bruised i could hear wings fluttering all around me so close…. i could feel gentle feathers brush my face so soft…. i fled … Continue reading Remember: Charlene Halpin
We Are Here: Brittney Fox
I am channeling the waves of the cosmos, as a causationist.I am infatuated with the incoercible beauty, of Mother Nature’s expression.And, I am fanatical, about the fabrication of its freedom.Like you, I embody the delicate details of the divinity.And, I possess, the exact same endless possibilities.We are intimately drawn together, by the magic of mercury;And, … Continue reading We Are Here: Brittney Fox
Profanity: Brittney Fox
Anorexia, is a savage succubus that takes the shape of a withering shadow.It slithers, through broken mirrors; and stays smitten as you disappear.It keeps parts of you, as a selfish souvenir.And, places you in the passenger seat, as it happily steers.It kisses you ever so passionately, as it cheers you on,Your dance, around your sanity.It … Continue reading Profanity: Brittney Fox
I Am Here: Brittney Fox
I am traveling the distance, between A and B;As, a microscopic resemblance, of what this world has to offer.Not only, am I, a chamber of remarkable resilience, and exquisite experiences;I am a fortress of man and nature.I am a galactic force, reiterating the source that is in all of us.I am a camera, with ultra-pixelated … Continue reading I Am Here: Brittney Fox
A Haunted House: Robert St. Germain
The mind can be a haunted house,Where the ghost of the past dwells.And in the basement there is a portal to hell.Waking nightmares never end.Long live the memories that they send.The path will tare our minds apart.The pressure will crush our beating hearts.It feels like death when it’s hard to live.And in the end something … Continue reading A Haunted House: Robert St. Germain
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