A metric analysis of impossible rhymes…

Life’s like a lobotomised impression inside a golden skull; too cheap to bury, too expensive to keep. A Stradivari of motionless complexities, all sailing south, monstrosities, as forbidden banners of condemned rebellions… Tied to the mast of someone else’s travels, on sleepless waves of no more dreams to catch, blinded lighthouses towering over shipwrecked carcasses … Continue reading A metric analysis of impossible rhymes…

(In)justice for all…

"In the beginning, god..." I don't care if you believe or not. I don't... care. Let's just pretend we do... care. For now. So high above or below, From the magnificence of his solitude, He creates all angels. All good, all wise, All, but one and only one, Wants be himself the one and only … Continue reading (In)justice for all…