Orbs of misery fall, Pitter-patter,
Caplets of gloom, intractable and obstinate...

Spinning around, tourniquet, in the rain,
Arms offer soul to the skies...

Hazy nights, fire warmed
Rain is tapping on the window...

Ode to a faithful friend, my heart:
My heart can beat with love for two perfect...

Love not once more,
Nor sleeves to happy heart...

Rusted gates, and jagged glass,
The grand hall of my heart...

Oh cursed one,
Oh man Ive wronged...

I wrote this ages ago and just found it, some of...

Theres no-one out there,
No-one to please...

I spit up Angina,
I smile the plague...

Slamming breaks,
Pistons scream...

I like to write poems,
Instead of throwing up...