Hero
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

"I am the pendulum that never settles in to a pattern
and in your hypnosis, you will come to believe
that...

Blood and Porn
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Skirts and trousers, blood and bone,
lust and love renew in pleasurable pain.
The beast in man growls...

Friend:

Let me explain this situation, for the hour of the morning is early. There is darkness, and it is quiet as I continue my work on the new poem. I\'ve been thinking, and...

Americas Nature
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Drop a beat, skip a beat, tap, tap, thrum.
It’s the rumble of a nation, of a people,
with an...

Wicked Flowers
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

The soil is rich with a chaotic blend…
Composted dreams and the refuse of life
garbage in and the love...

How Shall I Interpret My Soul?
By Reid Baer

How shall I interpret my soul?
Name the wild numinous within?
By charting the stars or reading
the lines on my...

Wake the Dead
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

The emotional wheels are spinning,
look at the balance in the weeble wobble.
The gyroscopic confidence...

Reid Baer is Fat and Stupid
By Reid Baer

Once upon a time a thin man told me I was
funny whether I meant to be or not that I
was a kind of jolly fellow he said...

Zero to One
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Shutdown sequence initiated
the countdown has begun
all my thoughts abbreviated
computed zero to...