It calls to me
In broken glass
Errant knives
And short guard rails
Taunting me with mystery
Veiled behind
The barrel
Bottle cap
Or extended plunger
One more step
And I could know
What awaits
Us all
In the
Void
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Assorted Poetic Musings and Ramblings
PoetryA compendium of my poems. I just needed to put it out here at this point. It's less for you, the reader, as it is for me to know its out here. These poems are not for the faint of heart, mostly because they're bad enough to kill, but also because...
