Poeticide
The Light Cide
No Endorsements

Lost your pain
Emptied vein
Stop yourself
Vital Drain
Face your day
Soul fray
Angered God
Here to stay
Guilt lost
Mind embossed
Heavy weight
Turned, tossed
Open pore
Closed door
Happy face
Nevermore

Copyright 1996

ISBN0-7951-0157-0


Trust

Will you trust me?
Do you Hate me?
Will you bathe me?
Desecrate me?
Isolate me?
And placate me?
Perpetrate and hierate me
Commit a crime
Implicate me
Testify and frustrate me
Crown of thorns infiltrate me

Copyright 1996

ISBN0-7951-0157-0


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