Esoteric Strand : Writing

She Won't Stop Changing

She Won't Stop Changing

A Poem by Esoteric Strand


Women should be well-rounded
Drones, Clones and Robot Bones

Drones, Clones and Robot Bones

A Poem by Esoteric Strand


There goes another sinking Sun, and I’m struck dumb with a yearning for a more emotionless time: Man? Well, he ran all out of World. Just ..
Complete Snippets

Complete Snippets

A Poem by Esoteric Strand


100% lacking details
This is Gibber-ish

This is Gibber-ish

A Poem by Esoteric Strand


This is gibber-ish, just warning you. Halfway to meaning something, or partially saying something to someone who doesn’t get the point- me..
The Grave In Me

The Grave In Me

A Poem by Esoteric Strand


The demands of the dead.
The Deep Is Not Empty

The Deep Is Not Empty

A Poem by Esoteric Strand


Sometimes,one has to feel their way out:lingering fingers over jagged stones,rubbed raw and ragged, ground down to the nubs.Sometimes,one has to fail ..
Trash In the Desert

Trash In the Desert

A Poem by Esoteric Strand


hitchhiking gone bad
In God's Blindspot

In God's Blindspot

A Poem by Esoteric Strand


a poem for the word challenge containing: weary, obscured, anguish, mournful, dejection
Time Before Clocks

Time Before Clocks

A Poem by Esoteric Strand


ephemera