joshua sky Writing

Are you going to climb my face? Is it your desire to pervert disgrace? Has the time come for now to find aHappy displace? In Space? Wh..

1 I look above myself, upon the grey ceiling, A grey so bold, So very cold. ‘Tis the roof of a nation’s tomb. I myself am..

Crooked eye, offset in socket Dead. Like the lightning flailed tree. Even so it speaks, Daily reminding me of impurity… Self..

Blind fellows bask in their dry ice, (Sparks their creativity) Unicorn hunters stop by and blink twice, On their way to New York City. ..

I have a friend who is A feather in the wind, When he speaks, it’s though He thinks he’s still secured to the bird. When ..

Compartment 114
Compartment 114

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Welcome the open folly Within the jungles of the serene, Where the concentric rings Of the trees cannot be seen… Behold the chi..

The gold in the hills Is worthless, as compared to The gold in the hair.

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