Indra's Child : Writing

The Collector

The Collector

A Poem by Indra's Child


Elective perspective brimming on the edge of hectic,Practicality can't describe the fallacies of your problematic intricacies,You collect people like ..
Matter (Material)

Matter (Material)

A Poem by Indra's Child


What's the matter with you...
After the Sun Goes Down

After the Sun Goes Down

A Poem by Indra's Child


After the sun goes down,In the dark and dreary town,Dew drops mist unsettling wispsOf regrets that once held the air so crispYou could bite into itLik..
You Think?

You Think?

A Poem by Indra's Child


I do...
You're Killing Me...

You're Killing Me...

A Poem by Indra's Child


...and the best part is, you don't know it...
Got bored..

Got bored..

A Poem by Indra's Child


Idk, doubt anyone will read this, so I'm not trying to be too accommodating
You, Again

You, Again

A Poem by Indra's Child


A stranger sits atop a couch, A throne, a ferris wheel, another modern trauma slouch. Stranger than me? I'm stranger than most... The feeling is even ..
Culture of the Individual (Personality of the Indivisible)

Culture of the Individual (Personality of the Indi..

A Poem by Indra's Child


I've looked around here and thereBut it gets no easier to compareMyself to you, or her or them;When I can't even blend inI'm different, I know; I've h..
Psycho Weirdo

Psycho Weirdo

A Poem by Indra's Child


The other day, in the store you work,You saw us walking hand in handYou said, to us, "You must be more,'cause normal friends DON'T DO THAT,"Sweaterves..
Intellectual Attention W***e

Intellectual Attention W***e

A Poem by Indra's Child


You motherfucking Narcissist,Sucking off your mindThe chip on your shoulder must weigh a lot,But your nerve endings are blindYou use your own intellec..