schanzilla : Writing

can wood write?

can wood write?

A Poem by schanzilla


hard draft on the long stare beached minus the afternoon whatever springs to mind villains and heroines am i good enough for... it's a rough dist..
3 > 10

3 > 10

A Poem by schanzilla


her scream, i was coffee buzzin' in the Batmobile lickin' my wounds like the salt might relent drip a drop of fortunate sledgehammer on my forehead ..
i thought i was immortal but then i died

i thought i was immortal but then i died

A Poem by schanzilla


later laments like the skin flicks of the truly uninspired lip synched cries of passion, my Saturday night when my common sensical stepped out for a..
most anything you could think of

most anything you could think of

A Poem by schanzilla


since when? my love song written in crayon a post-it note mosaic on the west wall checkerboarded and nonchalantly strummed on garage sale guitars ..
on yer garde

on yer garde

A Poem by schanzilla


fading, faintertiptoes come to listen to my objectivity to my anonymity and i sat third person to myself as i took life in the back seat heard her..
reason and rhyme passing each other on separate trains that eventually crash... everyone dies

reason and rhyme passing each other on separate tr..

A Poem by schanzilla


radio man sneaks the slow to die fusion, fade right into your head trip to the one lap LP, tip top bebop drops kiss the cerebellum soft and she s..

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