The Nihilist

A Poem by Buck Thomas

You shall never regret my existence.
My broken, frayed thoughts.
An obsessed curiosity.
Polemic social prose.
Indebted to thyself.
Underwritten angst.

Speak to me about,
Macabre…
Distilled culture…
Without decree.

Show me,
Meaning…
Love…
The light.

Don’t burden your heart.
I’ll take the brunt.

© 2014 Buck Thomas

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Buck Thomas

HellPaso, TX, United States Minor Outlying Islands

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Well, hello. I am a vampire social misfit and a rather grouchy tempered weirdo. I am in a series of weird depression, and I love indie, alternative, french, and some good goth music. My real name is .. more..

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