Darkness, Darkness, Darkness Drape nothing but black velvet before my eyes And hide me from the reality which I've seen before me. Creatures darker than the nights skies, With terrible glowing lenses through which they see. Ugly horrible things that prey upon the living, They tear the fleshy sinew clear from their bones. The blood … Continue reading Darkness, Darkness, Darkness
We allow the trappings of what we have become. The haute couture wrappings of an upright kingdom. To infect how we think and how we see ourselves. Repressing all instinct, where nature sits and delves. This courtesy and tact we present to the world. Hides the genetic fact, an inner beast is curled. For even … Continue reading Wild Poetry: Wild Side (By Brad Osborne)
Laying still and breathing softly, In the darkness of this cold room. The moons light trails in like water, Flowing through the bedroom window, Painting silhouettes casting shadows across the room.