I lost my voice In the fog, Crushed by the darkness On which it once fed. I […]
Suicide
The world can Wear you down, Like a slow steady stream Of liquid bullshit Grinding granite to sand, […]
The cold taste of steel In your mouth, The faint scent of gunpowder Stings your throat. Just a […]
I paint on a smile And play the game My make-up is always perfect But never quite the […]
There’s nothing left to say There’s nothing left to feel There’s no one left to save There’s no […]
Driving down the poison highway Through the nightmares of my youth: Saccharine poetry, suicidal thoughts; Disastrous experiments with […]
Your dog was left in her living room, Still on his leash. This the only note you left, […]
John W. Leys 