Hey Universe

"Steel heart you make me kneel on the dust of your love sink sharp claws on the sky rip it down furled and shredded skin bedded with sharp swords jack me in thrash and turn gravel rash asphalt burn ..."

"An exercise of the visualNot my bagThat's what I thoughtAt the endOf it all.Indoctrinisation,Institutionalizationand all that.An ode to men's bodies,and male bondingMacho stuff really.BUT I did LIKEth..."

"Trepidation, as if emerging from a cocoonGingerly treading, testing the limbs,Arms fragile fronds springing forthBody making forays of normalcyQuietly denying the burning of beingIn the morning hours ..."

"A parody of "What for?" Arm wrestle with reality It seems like a long time ago That I really lived Broken and forged anew A battered survivor The soul hobbling like a cripple A survivor walking the st..."

"Dig ten claws on my chestThe hounds of hell burn my breastOld fears ne'er laid to restWhy is it so hard just to exist?These old tyres burn up the roadSo many miles get swallowed wholeHands rest on the..."

"Men are disgustingUgly and vileVulnerable uselessweak and in denial.The fact that theyonly think of one thinglets them downAgain and again.I try not to letmy disgust showBut keep it away so they won't..."