Saturday, December 05, 2009

please

night gives up to blue skies gay
but still the monsters won’t go away.

ram cobain

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

promises

the inkpot uneasy, quietly stirred
as the lover wrote a false word

ram cobain

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

the edge

the barber picks up his trusted blade
like a man in another trade
he looks long at the gleaming steel
but his is a slip of destiny’s wheel
so he gently dips the tip in water
and merely dreams of scarlet slaughter

ram cobain