What are you looking for? Do you know? Are you just seeking because you must? A sensation, a trigger, like a magnetic force But always to be drawn far from home. To wander means many things And many things will be found and felt Tasted, drank, read, spoken and learned. And what have you learned? … More To Ask a Wanderer
There is a place between Heaven and Earth Where man was not born to be On the wings of artificial Angels We have learned to be free I can feel divinity here, on mountain tops Cresting above clouds, the sun light seen, Rivers cutting, wide, long, vast, organic Fields of man adding geometry … More Between Heaven and Earth
Life hurts People don’t want to hear it when I tell them, But death doesn’t hurt at all Anxiety, fear, pain, These are feelings for the living When I bled out, heart stopped, I felt nothing I was aware of how nothing feels Do not mourn the dead They now feel nothing Death is peace … More I Mourn the Living
Drinking now, Listening to silence contemplating… Does is really matter Reading fancy phrased advice, pretty much saying Try hard, try harder, keeping trying hard I got lucky this way Maybe it will work for you I don’t really care how it worked for you Will I read this magazine front to back Maybe, so I … More A Rant Poem, I Guess
Open window leading to starry eyed ends Dreams of need but never resting I have seen the best of us Staring out screen less expanse Asking why should I walk away Why should I try again Generations of youths ruined Following the path following the rules Great expanses of nothingness opening before them Wandering … More The Lost
Google maps says the bus should have been here at 1:26. It was 1:29. The bus may have been early, I had been at the stop for five minutes. More likely, it was late. Seattle in the early fall wasn’t a bad place to wait. It wasn’t raining today, and I was fairly content, after … More A Fall Sunday, 2016
Tyler Golec, I think a good love would be watching animes curled up and together free of ostentation when we have to read subs because we caught up to the dub
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
Chapter 1 A long time ago, where stories like this often begin, in a castle. Its towers rose from the mountainous slopes like crystal spears; as cold and hard as the ice of the mountain that the castle was carved out of. It was warm inside though, where the two sisters played. One had … More Princesses of Muerning, part 1
Tyler Golec Feeling uninspired for any shit Like reading a bad book and shit Bad art bad style bad story No dreams no glory In this horny attempt at something And I’m quite the fan of sex Bad books are like bad dreams They’re better forgotten But hell, someone else might like it … More Bad Books
