Sound Pressure Level
Bass bins like black moons
I crave thunderous sound walls
Neighbors fear my grin
Bass bins like black moons
I crave thunderous sound walls
Neighbors fear my grin
The recent cases of that Andes Hantavirus creep me out.VIRUS
Feared, loathed, and haunting
like ghouls ingesting bodies,
mindless, yet so smart!
Q
Business as Usual
Hiding in plain sight,
False prophets or false profits,
Use psychology
As a devious weapon
To increase their bank accounts.
Man's bequeathment to future generations!Nature's Weigh
A large concrete slab
Rearing up through undergrowth
Lifeless monolith,
Devoid of food and water
Yet weeds grow among it's cracks.
Take a stand
Talk is cheap they say
Through rampant lies, tyrants rule
Silence costs your soul
Grit
Torching sunlit sky
Sweat gushes from weathered backs
Mountain yields in time

Insomnia
The night lingers on.
Time clouds the eyes' perceptions,
Shadows climb the walls
As the sun and moon battle.
Sleep has abandoned it's post.