Dan Rastley's Collection of Poetry

It's a clumsily put collection by an arrogant brat, indulge in it as you will, but the work mainly serves the purpose of self-satisfaction, and to pen down even the damnest of things one may feel the need to express or retell during a mortal possession by a sensual feel.

Fiction as it may be,
it reflects another part of me.

And amongst the chapters within the book, I will no longer be me, but rather Dan Rastley; But I wonder, could there even be an ending to this madness after I've opened upon its gateway? (November 30, 2023)