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A cockroach scuttles Beneath closed doors, This door I see Caked in filth and misery Is archaic; mysterious - terrible. Behind me, my past And memories manifest Themselves physically. They are specters, That haunt my every step. Howling and crying! These specters of mine - they bite. I grope in the shadows For the rusty knob on the door. It crumbles like ancient bones At my touch, so I kick the door down. Before me is beauty Flowers dwell on the walls; Ravens sing fables; The cockroach plays...

I often wonder what its like to be six feet under, snoozing in a hard oak coffin. Bound to shackles in a heavy stone sarcophagus. I picture myself waking in one, staring at the swirling shadows. Might it be peaceful? Could I walk as a ghost? Shifting through sand and stone. Perceiving the world through foggy lenses. I could prance about in a fanatic frenzy, and only God would see me cry. I would watch my funeral, just to see who would surprise me with a visit for an old croaked pal. If anyone...

I woke up covered in dry piss, in the underground parking lot of the Valley Mall. Of all the damn places to pass out, it was soiled ground. I wanted to cry, or punch someone. It was still early mornin’ and the sun was just risin’. There were no cars yet. A chill was sittin’ on the wind and whistled in and out of the muddy glass doors. I rolled out of the dry piss, but the stench followed me. A couple of quarters fell out of my torn pocket and rolled all over the dark stain on the concrete wit...