Nightmare "Behold - a horse of dark vapour and flames." The creature galloped through the city, hooves clamping on damp cement, beneath towering skyscrapers - of dark metal and filthy glass. I chased it to a brick wall, covered in black paint. The horse vanished. I stood alone. The wall fell. I usually never explain … Continue reading Nightmare
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Maggots
Maggots Blisters ache, they throb, and they scar. I scratch. My skinless flesh leaks pus and blood. Maggot infested are these wounds. And my heart. With lipless lips I whisper to her; "Take it!" - F H Hakansson
Another Morning
Another morning. If only I never woke up. The cameras smile and I am ready. They watch me with respect. They want me. But what if they see how broken I am? The light fades. And my mask falls. I did a good job. Holding out. But I kind of wish they would know. That … Continue reading Another Morning
Inferno
Inferno The earth It reeks of corpses And flames and fire And sulphur Screams of agony I descend the circles One more awaits I will not die I will suffer Here Eternally - F H Hakansson
Oceansoul
Oceansoul The man hung from a cherry tree. A camera fell out of his pocket. He had taken a picture, of the ocean above the sea. - F H Hakansson
Chew
Chew Sometimes I fill the table, with all the food I crave. With a gaping bite, I eat more than I can chew. Until I choke, - F H Hakansson
Come
Come Come find me, at world's end. Come see me, in broken glass. Come love me, rape my corpse. - F H Hakansson
A Tribute to Summer
A Tribute to Summer Beneath Summer's Glow A Firefly found Serenity. But the cruel Fox deceived, and ate the fly whole. Summer faded as night turned cold, and winter grabbed hold. But she rose once more, a machine defying time. Yet her rays were not enough, to keep her new heart running, and the Fox struck again, … Continue reading A Tribute to Summer
The Road
The Road I walked a road, Of warmth and light, I must wander. I gaze ahead, On a path bleak and steep. - F H Hakansson
Ornaments of Heaven
Ornaments of Heaven The ornaments of heaven, reveal no flaws, but the ones carved in flesh and bone. - F H Hakansson