Diabolus ex Machina

Diabolus ex Machina

Satan exists in the soul of a new machine,
Stainless steel, Artfully it does demean
our existence. Existential angst comes upon us
cloaked in silicon and mathematicus.

Written by Ray Kinserlow
Posted n 04-13-13

Ode To Alanna

Ode To Alanna

I do not know whether it is an illusion
Or just a schizophrenic delusion,
But now a reality has set in
And I have no way to defend
Living a lie, living a lie.

Written by Ray Kinserlow
Posted on 04-04-13

Codependance

Codependance

I tried my damnedest to make you love me,
But I could never ever begin to see
It was only the residue, the dust
of a twisted, codependent lust.
Desperately, I sang my mating song
And then one Spring day you were gone.

Written by Ray Kinserlow
Posted on 04-02-13

The Compound

The Compound

The compound rises from the smokey dust
Of the collapsing old world’s rust,
And now the Lords of the Land
Are all visionaries and madmen.
And the highest coin of the realm
Is the survival of those
crazier than peach orchard boars.

Written by Ray Kinserlow
Posted on 03-26-13

The General

The General

With a chest laden heavy with medals,
In his hand he crumpled a fistful of rose petals,
I suppose,
Everyone knows,
That it was completely Inevitable.

Written by Ray Kinserlow
Posted on 03-19-13