25 december 2011
Tom Waits
Heated pipes shootin’ out shackled rivets,
Madness is mechanical, steam outlet,
Body is a disease hive, germ-dependent,
Can’t dismantle the benefactors,
Piece by piece
The roof collapses,
Leavin’ dogs hissin’ blank apologies,
Whilst dead eyes gleam a darker shade of black,
Death don’t bargain bin shop souls.
How coy, it creeps.
Dismantling us human beings.
Atom bombs sterile.
Clean Hiroshima.
23 february 2025
Jaga
23 february 2025
absynt
23 february 2025
wiesiek
23 february 2025
Eva T.
23 february 2025
ajw
23 february 2025
ajw
23 february 2025
Jaga
22 february 2025
Marek Gajowniczek
22 february 2025
Eva T.
22 february 2025
wiesiek