I am currently going through my old hard drives, looking for scanned photos to post on the web. What I am also coming across is a whole load of old files from I don’t know when. Here is some of my old college poetry. At once they can be seen as pretty hilarious stuff but put them in context of what everyone that age puts out. They are pretty good. Actually, I am very fond off then, especially the memories of when they were performed and who was around me at the time. My professors and other people always said I had something.
I choose the most depressing stuff possible because I think that’s the only time in your life one can put out the most torrid emotions on paper so be unselfconscious of what it sounds like. Ha Ha. What else can I do with them? Otherwise they just sit in hard drives as trash… wow who was to know, starting a blog can make me a poet for a day still..
Here they Are:
– Tattoo Dragons, Locked Doors, and Madness (poem)