1st Book...
by Natas Dog
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Goddamned Devil
I found a dollar on the ground today. It was dirty and crumpled up. With a faded image of a person no one cares about anymore. A picture of you. A picture of me. It really doesn’t matter. Left to...
Black
Spit in the face of your creator. Take your hate out on your neighbor, Rally the demons for the war inside. Celebrate your freedom with a shot and a shell. Looking cool to impress yourself, Lock ...
The Path of Trees (hara-kiri)
I will walk the path of trees. The hallowed ground. A golden noose around a withered neck. A sorrow that needs no introduction. The ghost of my father. I will see you when I’m older. I will be so...
For Sale: Stigmata. ( Dirt Cheap)
The Gods are arguing on their Cosmic Soap Boxes. In their Glimmering, Trashy Alleyways. Divine Hookers, Selling their Souls for Heavenly crack. I always wanted to be a God. To look down on the do...
Medication
You don’t have to wear those big black shades. The sadness seeps through, Like Black Water. Order a one way ticket with a side of pills, The medication failed again. The razors didn’t cut deep en...
Waves of Pink
This world is for the youth. Angry rainbow hair. Light your cigarettes. Drink your whiskey. The ritual has begun. All the whores line up at the door of the Apocalypse. In waves of Pink. The horde...
The Songs of Nightmares and Stars
Wandering blind through the Cyclopean landscape, Do the Gods still care? Broken strings of a Nightmare Song, The Staring eyes of a Nightmare God. The Universe is Murder. Chaos and Beauty, Birth ...
Parasite
I stand in Darkness. A Parasite. A lie. A Death upon a Death. A Curse within a Promise. A Devil behind a Smile. My eyes are faded, But my Vision is not Blind. I can still see The truth within all...
California
California. Like the light from the Stars in the smoggy sky. California. Like the fire that Once burned in her eyes. Take the Golden coins Eat the Apple of Eden. Your Sins are never Forgiven. Cal...
Down the Rabbit Hole
T.V. Junkies getting high on Chem Trails, Smelling the Ghosts of the past. We live inside the Matrix of Spider-Webbed Lies, The Queens will not be pleased. The Symbols speak to us, We do not hear...
Music to Hang yourself by
I piss on the Burning Bush, Kneel before the Stargazer, Pray at The Temple of the Dog. These songs just remind me of sadness. The Truth died in the 80’s. All my Heroes are dead. GONE. But, NOT ...
A Murder of Crows (Dead Gods)
A Murder of crows approaches the church. Everything is NOT Forgiven. Martyrs, Crucified like sheep, Drunk on Jesus. My silence is Suicide. My words have no Prose. Reading Bibles on your knees, H...
Holy Gun
Kill the world with your parasite eyes, Run your mouth with your Devil Tongue Lies. Slide your words into your razor blade fists, Shoot your Holy Guns, But the bullets always miss. Get the keys, ...
Bullet
I gave up a good bottle of Whiskey just to be with you. An empty pack of cigarettes tell your truth. Smile like a Bullet. Fuck like a Murder. Cry like a Suicide. Your Image LIED. Taste the love o...
GasMask
I am an Imploding Explosion. A Stillborn Mutant. I talk in reverse. But, You won’t listen. I am a Nameless Name. A Faceless Face. Meaningless words shot from Holy Guns. Daggers tipped in the pois...
Poison Devils
I thought I heard your voice again… It was just The Poison Devils. Whispering lies in my ear. Again. I thought I saw your face… It was just The Angels’ cruel games. Hiding, laughing, behind a smi...
2000 Years of Chaos
Mankind is Walking Backwards. Monkeys with Guns. Toddlers throwing temper tantrums. 2000 years of chaos. The Sun will Implode, The Earth will Freeze. Time will Stop, Waters will Rise. The Phoenix...
Destruction of the Mannequins
Plastic you and Plastic me. A plastic Dick, A plastic Kiss. And, Everything we love, Is everything we miss. I thought I saw the truth, Bathing in her eyes. All I saw were Snakes, Writhing in her ...
No Road to Home
This road leads to nowhere. No road to Home is within sight, or maybe it never was. Memories of my past just fade into years of Forgotten Time. The shade is cold, and this path is a lonely wal...
Book Description
I will be writing mostly Poetry and Short Stories. Not so much Blogs or long entries. Although, sometimes I will want to vent or decide to chronicle my new changes in life through Blogs.