Pirate 6 - Hurricane quatern   Upon ya’ like a hurricane Commissioned by me Letters Marque A Privateer, I’m on campaign To claim yer’ booty, and yer barque! My Jamaica sloop be fast Upon ya’ like a hurricane I’ll warn ya’...

Passive aggressiveness arises amongst the best of us.Invisible subliminal projections of degenerates.Pluralized but lone, victims of the thoughts we clone.Weakened by the reasoning and lessened by the scars we own.

I’ve been walking in my sleep Journeys across space and time Dark forces slowly start to creep Out of this chalk outline I climb   Riddles are their own mystery  Meaning is squeezed from words Every scandal with a long history  Was designed for thinning herds   Opportunity never...

No.where  is  now.here~   the passage lostto a sunk costcigarettesneer~ a dead man  high beams  the wild frontier manifesting  this flesh machine  ghost on the grim wire road,   a beast-born dreamslouching toward    screaming   reading cruel books & bones  in the sticks  and stones  casting looks  on remembrance   alone   at home...