This is my testament,hear with undammed ears an old sentiment.Now, my fellow poets of secrecy,I’ll allow you to hear me.Behold poetic confessions of my black heart!Many a poet’s confessionsare buried in their long,undisturbed tomb of revelations.Beneath this fleshy crypt...

Fog was in my mind and mist in my eyes. And voices!Voices that whispered and screamed into the beating heart of my ears.My earthly body and mortal spirit - now a living, breathing corpse.Fog was in my mind and...