Careful how this poetry slides off your tongueFor they might be slowly slithering serpentsTransformed from slippery syllablesTo inky men speaking in t..
There are phantoms foraging between my linesHideous Shape-shifters forging these rhymesTry not to let them diffuse into your mindsElse....There's a gh..
Reeling spirit teeming with desolationI call forth from the shadows, the darknessTo hold when the night stirs this lonelinessAnd the solitude decompos..
Give no power to the pastLest it dictates your futureDon't be tempted by their insatiable lureTo be relived over and over againThe past is a burial gr..