Poems from No Ordinary Skeleton
Scarlet infernosFrom the throats of demonkindTurn the good to hateStain the dying beastIn rivulets of despairScorn their baneful...
To one who darest contend mortal fate
Woe are my grev’ous sins before the fire
The screams of my vexed soul doth not abate
Leaving me...
Standing on the balcony square,
I watched the August moon,
Its gleaming light so fair,
And I knew I would be leaving
Soon…soon...