Category Archives: Writing

The answer is no

I’m looking for answers with authority to questions i’ll ask when i’m 40 those dark nights I lay awake to stake claims my tombstone will display but then I hear a shout, shriek, cry daft machination, bargain faustian, yet worth … Continue reading

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Knowing is half the lost battle

The construct is a farce, far from sparse Spars made scars healed with dust from the stars The loom threads needles of war with dissent and gloom Hoping the whiskey fumes would delay the char plume Tungsten glow envelops the … Continue reading

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Forgive

Remember dates Remember concepts Remember words One day your whole perception of the world will become a dinosaur without a fossil Remember tradition Remember your forefathers Remember your debt to them Remember also that your grandchildren will forget them and … Continue reading

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This is not a story

Chapter 1 They would not let me into the multiplayer beta. Whose dick would I have to suck to be in it? I paid for the DLC season pass and bought the collector’s edition of a game I did not … Continue reading

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Rose

It will come to you in a dream, they said The decieving, thorned rose adorned bed So I burnt my whole life sleeping The stab wounds in my back bleeding The dangling carrot in my tunnel of vision A parrot … Continue reading

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Frayed

We were promised more looking at the lore The soreness ignored won’t be restored Forefathers spoke of it some odd years and four scores Yet the horizon ends before the shore The picked bone of contention on the picket lines … Continue reading

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Cheap death

The noose is the third eye, the wake of destruction I watch it dangling, the rope braided by poor folk My hand can’t quite reach it, I laugh uneasily The problem with buying cheap death My brain holds these moments … Continue reading

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Life as a statistic

I’m alive! The proof is in the pudding Scratch that, built from scratch apple pie A vessel of goo, glutton and regrets Wisdom of an entire existence Even faeces house species Looking for meaning in all the wrong places Finding … Continue reading

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Dead;We

Walking through the waking life savouring every flavour ripe constitutes of black, white lies built upon the silent cries of those who sacrificed lives but remember the dismembered ties kin killing kin over the colour of skin thin skinned hair … Continue reading

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Like a horse in a cave

Why do we reject the virtual? What is so deeply ingrained into ourselves that causes us to differentiate between the varying degrees of “reality”? I’m sure it could get more philosophical the more you fall through the rabbit hole. It … Continue reading

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