Poetic Imagination
How to Get Happy


The Pot Smokers Guide to the Planet Varpeth
The Rejection
Wanna Feel Your
Legacy of Whatever Felt Fine
I Think Her Name was Cally
Schools darkest moments relived in a daydream
Two inches wide by three inches deep
Who is Jaystone?
Beautiful Suicide
How to Get Happy
56 Chevy and Thoughts of dad
Pictures of my sexy motherfucking ass!
The Grand Design of Morbidity
Untitled One
Who I am
Links and other abnormalies
Contact Me
Order Page for New Book Poetic Imagination
Trials of an Infant Drifter
Alien English
Catching Falling Angels
She Sleeps
Lonely Dog

P.O.T. Participating Over Toker

As the razor blade spills blood unto my pillow, I feel left alone in my dispair. Only one thing can save me from my depressed condition. As it burns it's as inscence to the goddess. She blesses me with my desire. I stand alone in her delicate chapel, she embraces my sences, as I overwhelmingly spill my coughs to wind.


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