Devoted exclusively to the creative process. Here you will see photojournaling, poetry, prose, an occasional review--journaling or philosophical writing can be found on our other blogs. This is our attempt to use our imaginations. Enjoy!

Wednesday, August 30, 2006


I met a man from Winter Haven;
He showed me all my devils inside.
I answered: "I do not need saving."
He shrugged and rolled on his side.

And when I woke up, he was gone.

The fiery chasm, choking up the corpes's ashes in my head. Don't steer me wrong.


goatman said...

Odd place, this iteration. Seems to be a communal blogspot or kind of group session with pictures. I will try to contribute. Peace

Enemy of the Republic said...

That's what we are. You got it.

Raghav said...

i love poetry that brings images into my head.
and my head is full of images rt now.

Cocaine Jesus said...

that's my planet you have on display and i want it back!!

mars and me. aries through and through.

Inkblot said...

stunning last line. can't get it out of my head. I can feel the ashes.

Cocaine Jesus said...

inky is right of course. it is a stunning last line but then the whole thing has that effect on me. so ...grim? no. stark? yes, stark. bleak and brutal almost but honest.

Enemy of the Republic said...

I live in words and images. Thanks, you guys.