yet fated in concrete seal nothing more than a rabid dog descending on Human nakedness too diseased to see their demise as our only cure. #smallpoems 3/3
For evil only begins when one grasps a weighted folly nature, God, and self part and parcel to a lost essence in Hegel's Waiting Room hoping to hold THE Rose in place #smallpoems 2/3 (oops)
and when cast and crew pooled amongst fools Crazy Eights in 14 words bound to happen and the children cry By the third act relevance done and now the gun points at you (and the children smile) 3/3 #smallpoems
death told in discourses of corrective masculine. measures and acts in tongues of nihilistic danger of deconstruction of a Nation's story told in dominant voices, forgotten who will hear us, indeed? spotlights fade and the children cry 2/3 #smallpoems