Edward Martin : Writing

I like the night.

I like the night.

A Poem by Edward Martin


The sense of another world
Never Ending Story

Never Ending Story

A Poem by Edward Martin


Wax philosophical.
Conartist Manifesto (rough edit)

Conartist Manifesto (rough edit)

A Story by Edward Martin


This is the preface to a book that is a collaboration between myself and a friend of mine that is like a brother. There is a lot more where this came..
Upper Class in a Martini Glass

Upper Class in a Martini Glass

A Poem by Edward Martin


If the world was to end, people with survival instincts would make you submit to THEIR will you rich privileged f***s.
Mary

Mary

A Poem by Edward Martin


These are words I would speak to my guardian angel.
War Cry

War Cry

A Poem by Edward Martin


Searching for answers to questions I cannot control standing up straight, picking up the eyelids that were let wet four score I cannot control those..
Sub ladder sauntering

Sub ladder sauntering

A Poem by Edward Martin


delay my synapses a bit more and damage the intellect that binds me to this body, bodily vices and therein mind control over self mind control. Spread..
Salvation

Salvation

A Poem by Edward Martin


On the outside of the snow globe I see into the world from the back of the cave I sit and observe. The ways I was living to now and today is far crie..
Internal medicine

Internal medicine

A Poem by Edward Martin


Sickness from the inside Manifests in actions and thoughts Acted upon without heeding Intuition Ramifications and respect Gained and lost ..