For Whom The Bell Jar Tolls

For whom the Bell Jar tollsChasing demons down the dark hallScratching an itch until it bleedsBeyond a fantasy that wasn’t there at all Never letting the imposter take holdGrowing larger in our own impressionSizing up unquestioned confidenceSurviving in spite of a soul’s transgression

The Tyranny Of Our Modern Age

  The tyranny of our modern ageThe repulsive nature of our exploited rightsComing for us before the dawnAnother stolen soul in the night But pump the brakes there Swamp ThingFlorida is basically the Outbreak MonkeyWe can’t be too safe these daysBesides, a lot of y’all were already funky I’ll be hunkered down, away from idiotsThisContinue reading “The Tyranny Of Our Modern Age”