I need to know that you know how much I need you

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the way of the Warrior

Mere moments from cannibalism, I taste your flesh and learn the depths of my addiction. I need to know that you know how much I need you and this hunger will only intensify as you tease and temp and taste my rage.  Immortal is the man who shakes the hand of fate and in so doing becomes himself the bearer of the burdens of men. Its easy to sell ones soul but far more cruel to barter for its return but here I am whats left of the shell of a man deformed beyond recognition but still in Love…to be continued

Why Poets Suppose: An Existence of Resistance

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA…Sipping from my soul trying to grab whole of that last lil bit of me, not the one that happens everyday and they pretend to see but the real he that knows of his journeys foe; an existence of resistance.  I’m often reminded of the words of the Wise Lion: You’re running and you’re running and you’re running away but you can’t run away from yourself.  Stealing silence by stealth, my demons hide in plain sight only revealing themselves by the light of the dark night leaving me to piece together the sorted dreams…how real they seem.

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Reasons Rebels Rant III: Sadly Ever after

PicsOfMe2014-17Although our tendency is to falter beneath the weight of all despair; we should reject the urge to surrender or at least handle defeat with care. When mischief be the master we pastor a the flock disaster; dying sadly ever after we cling closely to our fate. Using our tears to shield the laughter, breaking bread with humble saints we scream forth in careless whispers ushering the dawn of a new found faith. Why should we fear forever when tomorrow shall find us falling; longing for some shelter in this paisley colored rain…amidst the mischief, the laughter and the turbulence of disdain; although we tend to falter we shall rise above the pain –Thurman A. Williams © 2015

an excerpt from Cafe Karma

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an excerpt from Cafe Karma

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