Again I laugh and no good will come of it.

I just keep on repeating myself, don't I?Please read for a change.

When the idiots criticise... Things come to mind. An extension of a real conversation. I might make a sequel to it.

A short and rather unpolished attempt to describe this feeling I have.

Cryptic crap.

I sleep a lot lately.

An extra short one. Easy to read, so please do.

A small piece of nothingness.

Changes made, something came in and here it is...

Reminds me of the old days.

I had a bad day. Head is a mush again.

Yadayada... My head is exploding again, all thanks to the fish.

The thoughts that come into your head when you are 5 years old, wake up 22:00, think it should be morning and decide the apocalypse is here. Sweet nostalgy.

Not necessarily based on the Bible but still an annoying read.

Looking for opinions to hammer myself with.

Something like love, something like happiness... Happens when you try to listen to Callisto and The Doors at once.

Trying to be more explicit and failing....

A small story about small, strange, maddening encounters.Part of a bigger project, yet to be revealed.

Another short 4-liner full of words made nothing by me. I don't know how to put my poems into genres anymore. Hope you enjoy.

It's short, it's stupid.

Just what it is. I hope You enjoy it more than I did. Wanted to write a bit more fancy than usual.

I am not anti-religious nor is this meant to be. Please let it exist as it is.

Fortunately, the word gullible is not once in this poem... I think I am developing a split personality. It's short and easy to read even for idiots. So come do.

A small piece of my life and I'm fine with it (may cause some questions with that.)

A short practice on killing important characters. Love, blood, psychos. Enjoy if you can.

A short story about love. Pretty in its ugliness.