DARK THREAD Wicked thoughts Rush through minds It’s not just one It flows through all Haves and have nots Evil and decaying Rotting the minds Poisoning the hearts Rocking and reeling Leaden yet flying It lurches and grinds Pressed ever on An undying evil Feeding upon itself Tearing loose all minds. 04/22/91


Sluggish backwater Algae and brine this could have been A brilliant mind Slow and sluggish Lack of desire Absence of steam No spark no fire Caged yet empty Stifled and silent Full but not Fertile yet stagnant Frightful stare Empty it seems That’s what happens To minds without dreams No visions of grandeur No purpose […]