For Really They Will Never Know
Astral transmission do you read me, the doors are open it is time to go, do not tell anyone I am going, for really they will never know, that a…
The Peace of Sleep
The peace of sleep is the sleep I get, or is it death, I know not yet as I seem to wake in a different state, have I changed, is…
A Clean Sheet Before You Go
Accountable for your extremes now you’re in a sweat the last week, write it down, how many times did you run away. Write your sins down the clock is ticking…
No Arrival A Poem By Mason Cult.
God I am dead now, what do I do… I have been stuck in this box for days, the aliens or is it the angels said they are coming to…
John & Pancreatic Pete Ride Again Que The Music…
Brazier under the canal bridge flaming holes fiercely flaming pluto John and pancreatic Pete sit as meditating beings of a kind… road kill rabbit rolling on an abstract metal rod…