The Hatchet Murders

Psychic vision, foreseen murder. Psychopathic, brutal killer. Hatchet cutting, into your flesh, mutilating. Knife embedded, into your skull, face is bashed in.

The Dead Pit

Asylum of the insane. Experiments on the deranged. Killed, sealed in the cellar. Surgeon seeks his revenge. . Twenty years have passed. Breaking out at last.

The Crazies

Contamination. Infection spreading. Tormenting madness. Brings forth bloodshed. Knife-stabbing mayhem. Mass-Mutilation. Merderous rampage. Rage of the crazies.

Tenebrae

Brutal killer bringing death. Stabbing hacking cutting flesh. Methods copied from the book. Leaving trails of bloody photos. . Enetering a world of death.

Telepathic Terror

Superhuman mental scanners. Brought into the earth with powers. Experiments gone wrong at birth. A war for control of the death. . Inner conflict, anger building.

Threehead

Bless you all who made laughter. Labs creation in head. Thanks to those who wrote novel. Efflorescence from the dead. . Troubled is creator. Whose mind is always dancing.

The Protagonist Suddenly Realizes What He Must Do In The Middle Of Downtown Traffic

Past the Atlantic gaps and the spaces it has. To a perfect home, to a finer place. . We all counteract with visions intact. With great impossibles and most crowded doorways.

The Lantern

The Knot

The Great Red Shift

This is my life down here with me. One mistake for which I still pay dearly. Self-reconstruction. after a granted wish. for annihilation. The dissection of definition.

The Return Of The King

Hey, men of war. Raise your silver shields. And catch the starlight there. Hey, the king returns. The promise is fulfilled. The blood of Numenor. Hey, Elendil's sword.

The Last Bright Light

I'm grieving for the dreams that you could have had. Mist in the rain, snow on the rising tide.. Over and over they disappear. . I'm grieving for the love that we should have had.

The Gap Is Too Wide

Are you immune to this?. You make the picture fit. It cannot heal you inside. The gap is too wide. I know. . Soon it will be too late. To feed on your embrace.

Trust This Handshake

In the summer of 2009 i watched the sun collapse and die. So i left a letter carved in my arm that said there's love but it's not. Inside. And i've been thinking that things are not okay, it's one more wreck every.

To Reflect

little files of problems. come screaming from the mouths. backwards fill the empty bag. and take out all the angst. . walk towards the echo. shaving the skin.

To Pass The Time

why do you cry. is it because your helpless. do you need direction. do you just need somewhere. to lie your tired eyes. . now i wonder why. if i never met you.

To Inject

god is sleeping. on my bed. calling sheep, for his. caravan. pictured in light bulbs. soaked in alcohol. soiled conclusion. warmed instead. . oh no. temperature rising.

To Connect

so peculiar the way she dances. and she makes me follow to, follow to. follow her feet, follow her feet. she breathes atony. i blame no one but myself.

This Pen Bleeds Lily

you look posessed, like a dark coal hearted girl. cramps in the neck, as the snake retracts and coils. fireflys swimming in your head. and the splinter is... my twin is dead.

The Unsuspecting Glass Man

i'm not your lover. it hurts to discover. you and your other. naked on the floor. . crawling around, around inside of you. everything we do is insignificant.