Writing poetry can save your life. It saved mine recently is how I know. I believe the human mind is wired for poetry and we are poems living in a story.

I intersect the planet, how it's so wrong, you got to be right, just going, doing that, and fuck it, I'm pulling a right. There's some kind of light, a moon beam in my eyes.

One world many faces.

This love bride can go for miles.

If you need a lover.

Violence or not to be!

Just imagine..

Russia meet Doom, from Latveria!

Could it be that Americans super divisions mean an obvious reality: Some Republicans and Democrats are secretly in love with each other. I know you are! Some of you anyway!

I followed you, and that led me into a rainy city full of midgets and giants, but you could not be discovered, not yet. So the ally led me to a hole in the ground. There were stairs going down and orbs of light also.

How to win.