Empire of Whimsy

Just one more clown in his circus you are. Such a public mockery. You are a tool in his all-consuming self-love. Unwilling to face the o...

I blow chains of momentary beauty But they cannot capture the moments with you. Watching the world hurry past I saunter through thoughts...

Long sleeves. Long legs. These lines are too telling. I wish I could explain how this pain helps that pain. But language is limited.

Three years of ridding myself of my rage left me bellaputrescent and old for my age. I appear to you now as a mere wizened spectre; A wr...

Heed the prophet as she comes; bitten nails, mascara runs. What once entranced now nauseates. Love once inspired, now apathates. No bal...