Low End Poetry

The book of liesIs where evil hidesWritten by father timethe black leather bindingThe textbook onSimple manipulationshows how to destroyan entire c...

(Per tutti quelli che c'eranoE che sempre ci saranno) Lotti fuori e dentro i cancelliContro spranghe e manganelliContro er fero e la lamaSenza paur...

Another week withMissing appointmentsMore disappointmentsAnd broken promisesIt's a well known proseOf meeting someonewithout a stolen roseI should ...

I'm looking for a way outOf this intricate mazeI'm afraid I don't have the skills necessaryI am showing my ageMy body and mind acheAnd I'm often en...

Pictures of you flowFramed by a hazy glowHeld for a momentThere's no tormentFrom a familiar soundI know you are aroundAs I attempt a smileI am sorr...

I visited regal palaces and mud hutsBeautiful arboretum and gardensAll the most famous museumsPrayed in the oldest churchesKneeled inside foreign t...

I don't know where I found this old bookLeather bound, with bite marks of some kind, probably of a famished houndOn its richly adorned, aged, gilde...

It's early morning on the hillAt a good pace comes JackAn imposing figure walking tallWith a 50-gallon backpackA load out ready for deploymentSomet...

It's late, I'm laying down in the darkImagining a world burnt by the sunWhere all the vegetation is goneAll water sources dried outcraters and crac...

I woke up todayAnd it felt just like any other dayThe usual pain down my spineA reminder that everything will be fineI packed my gear and went to m...

There's a rumor going around from Wyoming to Virginia From Laramie all the way to Bellamy But like all rumors and lies It ain't true what they...

The climb is steepThrough a forest With a canopy very thickThe trees all around seem to speakAbout a secret place hidden beneathWhere a rock bathed...