I wrote this rant or short story about today's youth and modern man and how we have become our own worse nightmare. How our belief system is corrupt as is our society as a whole. Whether man can save himself is unknown, but at our current pace and philosophy we…
Posture of a Being on a Rocking Chair Leaning
Lazy Boy Palmetto Woods in Search
Of a Harvest with Spade in Hand
Land Grants a Grand Stand - a Full House.
Enclosed blinds, seeking Blind.
Wednesday Mornings ante Day of plenty
Spent waterfalls, an Ivy Wall Vine twined…
expressway for Slaughtering Steps.
Orange Juice spiked
nails me with rusted
Toasted or Frozen, Blood
trickle sickles the Harvest.
Cassiopiea on Land
and Bridges where…
Katrina knows all about losing the people she is closest too, her mother died when she was fifteen and ever since then she spent three years fallowing her dad around the country hunting for ghosts. Kat finally starts a good senior year in Arizona but then lightening strikes and a…