Matthew Bass : Writing

The Center Of The Ring

The Center Of The Ring

A Poem by Matthew Bass


Fate waves a red flagthat looks very black in the sun,and smiles without blinking.The Gods, drunk on idlenesssit at the edge of their thronesto see wh..
The End (It Had To Happen)

The End (It Had To Happen)

A Poem by Matthew Bass


Words do not describe... g up against a hill n (or a plateau) i t nuocto never sleepto wait for nothingto wake up, in the same room.I don´t ..
Beloved (At The Edge Of The World)

Beloved (At The Edge Of The World)

A Poem by Matthew Bass


We are the smell, the taste, the silence something too real to touch something too weak to collapse. Our throne, at the edge of the world. A sma..
Beloved (Sitting In The Park)

Beloved (Sitting In The Park)

A Poem by Matthew Bass


It´s those angels againIt´s not what you arebut who you are, andwho you let me be.I keep my eyes openwhen you kiss me withclosed onesbecau..
That Rewritten Sinking Feeling

That Rewritten Sinking Feeling

A Poem by Matthew Bass


Destroyed,in the pursuit of happniess.A giant fall from grace.For Democracy.Thick Black Stinking Tarstuck to bloodied handsas the ceremonious colorsbl..

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