R.M. Engelhardt's Blog: Burn Brightly, page 54

Confessions Of A Soldier~Time Traveler On War : From 2036

A Soldier's Winter
The day before it wasn't...

GHOST OF MY TOOTH...

GHOST OF MY TOOTHFrom bone to blood to grave.The tongues of women in countless waves,Ripped from...

Ian Curtis: The Lost Lyrics...Poems By

Ian Curtis put an end to his life the night of May 18, 1980, two days before the roadshow to the...

THE ENEMY OF MY ENEMY IS YOUR GOD MY FRIEND...

THE ENEMY OF MY ENEMYIS YOUR GOD MY FRIENDOh Dear GodOh see how they bleedOh Dear God, my Lord.Oh...

WALT WHITMAN IS DEAD

WALT WHITMAN IS DEAD

Where are you now?
Uncle?
Poet?
Walt?

Old man, child of the Long...

A.D.

End timesEndgameThe Mayan calendar,Prophets, sages & warnings"Fuck it"Cause all this was all...

IN THE CHURCH OF COFFEE AND SMOKES

IN THE CHURCH OFCOFFEE AND SMOKES
"And now,
Let us all pray"Ex-hale.Does anybodyHave a...

"Carry it hard harded harbinger of haggus. Beautiful...

"Carry it hard harded harbinger of haggus. Beautiful bemus-ed, belacose butcher, untrusting, unknowing, unlove-ed. He wants you back he screams into the night air like a fireman going into a window that has no fire except the passion of his heart. I am lonely. It's really hard. This poem "sucks"

Besides, the world isn't split into good people and Death...

Besides, the world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters. We've all got both light and dark inside of us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are.

The Aesthetics Of Anger... Poem

The Aesthetics Of AngerWhen said the moon to the stars in the skyA small boy was born upon the day...