Author Archives: Sandymancan

Confess! Activist, Socialist, Protagonist, Masochist, Methodist, Or Misogynist

Confess! curse the creed  the commodity of truth cowards, consenting conspires! The deafening discourse agonizingly saturating the layers within sadistic desires.   A tender twinge of wince The saddle-sores of a neurotic stitched reality ever since Bogus blubbering buffoons babbling the hearsay of hecklers, hushed harmony now hammering   The rants in their raised raspyContinueContinue reading “Confess! Activist, Socialist, Protagonist, Masochist, Methodist, Or Misogynist”

Behold The Fool’s Gold

The eyes are but shallow vials  beneath? the hollow cravens of empty souls The rouse! this reverberating rubbish whimsically resonating that within truth unfolds   Timid fools tight-lipped transmissions of fiction surname in a twitter tweet right before conviction Venting anger their venomous vernacular vibrates their unsung hero’s utterance before he capitulates Wagging tongues wailingContinueContinue reading “Behold The Fool’s Gold”

A Sin To Begin Tragic At The End

Mum’s this mythic muse inaudible harmonics in articulated interpretations When wisdom concedes dubious foul-mouthed fracas before confusing speculations   Feeling the wear and tear time scrapes and scolds weathered skin breaks in the cold The surreal symphony of syllable never said at death a life in review never once had I said I love you. ContinueContinue reading “A Sin To Begin Tragic At The End”

The Configuration Of Stagnation

Sandymans Quote: “Those stalled by reservation mired in their own hesitation will concede to this unreasonable rationalization unknowingly provoking a serious elevation yet never trivial is the realization you will be diminished by your lack of participation.”

Change Your View For The Women Connected to You

 That silent night when my groans grumbled in my head tasting my own blood the fear that it fed, tonight I’m dead. Stripped naked his guttural gurgles, my gargles while gaggedI was beef to be bound now a soiled heap of ground round. Gritting his teeth as he moans his stench will never be goneengaging in his ditty of discourse myContinueContinue reading “Change Your View For The Women Connected to You”

A Mind Betrayed It’s Suffocating Maze

Enraged Pacified Did He Win ?Death To DemonsFight To The End  Sitting on my hotel room’s balcony camera always close by Cambodia’s heat and humility will unhinge any reason why.a man one hand ranting in the street, my interest peakedthe rage in his eyes, boiling bubbling burning turmoil inside.He pointed cursed and yelled! I think Cambodian IContinueContinue reading “A Mind Betrayed It’s Suffocating Maze”

Death Repeats Predator Seeking Meat

Can you hear the signature shrills of the sacrificed those pronounce squeals in their last moments of stifle. A repertoire of repetitive pleadings resonating in chills my indifferent to proclamations of innocence when I kill   Rubbish rouse of rhetoric smacks of self-serving squawk a predator I must stalk, my taste for blood I neverContinueContinue reading “Death Repeats Predator Seeking Meat”

A Broken Mind Indifferent To Time

Staring into a mist of misery locked in a disjointed mind I’m muddle if not miffed still contrary to the loss of time. I’m the fly in the spider’s web you see dangling by a thread dipped then rolled in dread that spider is ready to be fed.   The hymn? that never-ending low-pitch humContinueContinue reading “A Broken Mind Indifferent To Time”

Your Task Who’s Face is Under The Mask

Peeled clean beneath the mask you wear your wicked spirit rejecting your minds hold on your chosen reality, still undaunted by this confusion concealed by your lack of morality Descending into the blighted reaches of humanity lay your rancid heart picking at the scabs of a rotting soul, feel thy sting in the bitter cold.  ContinueContinue reading “Your Task Who’s Face is Under The Mask”