
Where does teh soul lie? In the home? In the country? Is it a thing with feathers? Lit behind a steel door, With booby traps and safety wires.
Steel.
October 22nd, 2009 | All Poems, Woe Poems | No comments

Where does teh soul lie? In the home? In the country? Is it a thing with feathers? Lit behind a steel door, With booby traps and safety wires.
Steel.
October 22nd, 2009 | All Poems, Woe Poems | No comments

Shocking is, As shocking does, So, hey, everybody watch this! My moon is in Leo.
October 19th, 2009 | All Poems, Woe Poems | No comments