Die geheimen Tagebücher von einer verderbten Existenz

Behind these gates you will hear my thoughts screaming like nerves under the sun and feel my emotion laughing to the empty ether.
Welcome Dear Wanderer, make yourself at home.
The road is long and tortuous and I hope you enjoy yourself.

Fraternally Yours,
Poison Creeper

Tuesday, 18 September 2007

Owl's Eyes

Black Pins

Like coffee beans

From there through here

Through the peephole

Hidden in my closet

Watching from the windows

Owl’s eyes

Owl’s insight

Waving the sharp tongue,

like a dagger,

At the Divine.