Urban and narative poetry, vbog, personal journal
In truth….
Good and evil do not exist.
There is no life on Earth.
There is no Earth.
There are no child soldiers,
and Asian folk can walk
the streets in peace.
The oceans circulate
plastics like
cancerous cells
In a body
that does not
exist,
Astronomers light
years away wonders,
‘who turned out the lights?’
Learning how to be a better human being through poetry, prose and my journal. Still working on a better life in San Diego, CA..... Truth is, I am just another human among eight billion other folks on planet Earth. I've been told that my poetry is dark. I practice poetry. View more posts
Liferaft in the Abyss