By Tyler Golec   Crawl into dreams Mind bleeding   Ever bleeding out Not like the sick from slit wrists Bleeding from clichéd heart wounds Crawling for understanding But only finding sex Pleasure laced raping of the soul I am dying here I am master here These are dark dreams from stoned minds Masterminds of … More Dreamers

And We Howl

Tyler Golec   I’ve seen the brightest among us tossed Mangled, bodies strewn on train tracks Spirits now, riding the rails to Cyberus To raise a glass with Hemingway And adventure with Hunter S. Thompson Far away from this here bat country Where shiny vampires sell novels And Bram Stoker rolls in his grave   … More And We Howl

Lonely Writers

Tyler Golec,   In a place where silver rivers flow In a place where we all want to go   I want to go to a place where stories walk I want to go to a place where music always plays I want to hear Plato and Socrates talk I want to see Cleopatra gorgeous … More Lonely Writers