Poetry & Lyrics



Bending over backwards,

Never needing words

To say what needs to be said.

Better off living

Forgetting the dead.


Who cares?

Not you, not ever.

The truth is never

A meaningless morsel

Next to the will to power.


The sound of the crowd

Was so loud,

It deafened me

For an hour or so.

Now in a vacuum

Wherever I go.


Ashes smeared on a page

Proclaim the latest rage.

They say "Welcome," "Enter."

But give me your password please.


As empty laughter fills the night

Heartsick and vain

By the dawn's early light.







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