Jason and Brien in Garcia’s
Jason and Brien in Garcia’s by James Landrith Another night in despair spent waiting for the words to appear. Encompassed by my own private hell Wishing her to speak, wishing her to tell. It’s...
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Concrete Dreams 1987
Concrete Dreams 1987 by James Landrith Playing the part of the fool again. Living a lie that’s no longer pretend. Waitin’ on a stone heart. Living for a love that’ll never start. It’s...
The Back Page
The Back Page by James Landrith Just a hypocrite with a poison pen. Slashing religion and slashing men. My prejudice I will deny. My motive is chaos, my love is ruin. I feel...
A Bit of Scotch
A Bit of Scotchby James Landrith Achilles heel, Oh Lord I feel, the hurt inside will not subside. She struck swift and fast, before I knew, she was past. With no pause, no refrain....
The Walk-In
The Walk-Inby James Landrith Can I scream? Scream really loud Scream to the stars For the lack of a sun Scream for infinity for a world undone. Love and reality never exist in one...