Winters Song

"The Colosseum breathes and comes to life in our living rooms.In the white glow of it's Catacombs are filled.Lifetimes are edited mini-series viewed and watched by the masses.A got-to-have, want-to-hav..."

"Kill-Pill. Bang-Hang. Fry-Die. Gas-Blast. An eye for eye. Someone has to die. Vengeance is mine. Let my hate shine. Kill-Pill. Bang-Hang. Fry-Die. Gas-Blast. Invitations for the few. Invitations to..."

"Spears thrown from on high. Sprouting upwards towards the sky. Short,tall, and lean. Clothed in different shades of green. Roots firmly grounded. By Mother Earth surrounded. Primeval armies grouped to..."

"Framed. My world. Reflected in moonlight. Vague shadows. Images. Moving. Spreading. Creatures. Hiding. Lurking. Seeking. Substance. Shelter. Warmth. Fathoms. Stirring. Revolving. Framed. Creeping into..."

"The rains came. Drops. Slivers. Small, transparent. Cutting our world in two. The winds blew. Rattling. Shaking.Bellowing. Moving foundations. Gutters filled. Sewers overflowed. Debris and mud dissolv..."

"Subterranean light filtering the darkness. Screeching seagulls flooding my brain. Filling it with granules of sand. Shadows,swooping,gliding,diving to the depths. Empty shells washed ashore and picked..."