Us Survivors
Under Development
Virtual Love Affairs
Symptom Factor
Your Junk
Broken Spoke
Symptom of Decay
Appocalypse Avenue
Echoe Box
Third Wing
Untitled
There Must Have Been
Shadow Wars
I'm Dead
Blowout
Last Summer
Another Chalk Up
Undercover
A Breath for the Year
Blue Eyes
All the Hate
Cratered
Virtigo
About Love
A Different Kind of Kiss
The Goblins of Trois:
A Prose Piece that
Appears in the 98 Book
There's devious intentions
Behind the surface of every smile
Someone set the tensions
Beyond what we consider docile
Too many lines are written in depression
What is the motive behind this aggression
Who is the Reaper anyway?
What is this? Just another day . . .
I guess I was left behind
Oh well, I'll still survive the night
Here I sit, wondering out of mind
Will it be you to tell me it's all right?
Fold your hands over your head
You might be better off dead
Too many bridges burned
Too many tables turned