Word Vomit (Poem)

It starts as a throb in the back of my head Then pulsates its way to my temples As I clinch my jaws My eye starts to twitch I keep wagging my knees I can no longer sit Pace back and forthBiting my nails

Let it Be Done (Poem)

“Speak it into existence And it shall be done” Said Good ole Lord As he sat on his throne “Vengeance is yours” I said to The LORD “What more can I ask than tables to turn?

My WordPress Profile is Jacked

I just liked my post to see what my profile looks like, and it ain’t right. My old website that I abandoned back in my drunk-a-logue days is on there and my tag line isn’t showing… Dufuq?