i was sober when i wrote this

its about the fall of humanity to hate, the holocaust, and the disgust against happiness

its funny, i write mainly haiku
flamingskullballs Reviewed by flamingskullballs on . In Formation (poetic essay) In Formation Chapter One I fear i am going mad. A surge of love in autumn winds (graceful). A reality of more depth and chaos than any earthly creation. And the taste of her sex. Oh, what a great specimen this will be! A man of great horror, yet fascination. Rise in economy, drop in population-what a feat! Chapter Two Can the cat live without the mouse? If a tree falls, and none witness, did he just sleep? What about that boy... That boy must have been away, for i noticed myself! Rating: 5