19 years on (hey ho, let’s go)

the dyed black hair, gangly limbs, dancing adam’s apple as snotty odes to teenage rebellion are spit over the distorted guitars and screaming kids in tattered clothes denim jacket and worn out chucks, identical bowl cuts, four chords and catchy hooks you told me judy is a runt in a way that i knew her […]


today marks the day poe died the ravens circle the sky autumn falls as the world begins to slumber to dream a restless sleep filled with haunting cries the chill wind carries the smell of burning pitch brick by brick the amontillado beckons that cursed eye unblinking as usher falls leaving mortar to coat the […]