Smoke and Mirrors

Smoke and mirrors…false hope and terrors….where pleasure is forbidden and pain makes things clearer….the only language is anguish…infamy is applauded and horizon’s aren’t broadened…we still up for auction…who’s the boss than?..houses are coffins…I have my own collection plate and I’m accepting all offerings…a world that your brother can get lost in…sell his soul but whatContinue reading “Smoke and Mirrors”