My poetry.


You’re not reading this in my voice. Or maybe you are, I don’t know. I can’t know.


Breakburst, onto the scene! Air begets air, and descent elevates. Heavily and deliberately falling, his breaking, bursting lungs heave, seeking skybound chemical air to fuel the heart that bursts, beats, breaks, And his eyes are so dry.

Skeleton Chatter

@SheRollsISmoke ever feel alone in a room full of friends? @karajayy Wasn’t expecting to be sleeping alone to night, poopy :( @Phatman61 Def not the night to sleep alone….but then again…….


Bounce back to me, like you always do.

Always Green

Rising from my shallow grave, with nothing but my soul to save,

One Breath

the song of angels cascades across the clearing skies tearing apart the towers of the elder gods and the debtor’s prison of our three headed masters while the rubble falls down upon the heads of priests who raise a hand in disgust with the other one pocketed clutching at nothing having faith that its something […]