unanswerable questions screamed in dissonant tones unfit for ears echo around ruptured caverns Satan tapped a tuning fork on a question mark and jabbed it deep inside birthing bad vibes of reluctant resonance how many more cycles of violation can this old quivering hulk withstand before it shakes itself apart before it crumbles and caves … More Rung Out
I can’t tell when I fell down the well, but I’m stuck with The Devil in Hell. I would crawl up the walls but alas, they were cut from impassable glass. He’s so happy I’m trapped down this hole, a chance windfall for him to control, on a drip-feed of fear and despair, he delights as I tear out my … More Hell Hole
Bad day, bad forces hold sway. Why’s it always have to be this way? Any time I make some time and space, trick cigars blow up in my face. Too tired of this stale routine, of struggling up again, and scrubbing myself clean, of running to my pen, and snuggling up with what I mean. … More Bad Day
Step Into The Nightmare 