Yate SubfuskinTerrace VistaI missed youEven the tools I use to write Have forgotten how to scribe I meander through my mindfield Where nothing remain, none so boldDec 19, 2020Dec 19, 2020
Yate SubfuskinTerrace VistaArrested EnlistmentAny anchor pulling me towards Some shore on which I would be Able to care, reminisce or to go by. I just feel nothing… nothing With a tad…Jul 25, 2020Jul 25, 2020
Yate SubfuskinKastor PriamosUnironically Eating the RichA nice little recipé on how to cook and eat the rich… A criticism on capitalism and how it is applied today.Jul 25, 2020Jul 25, 2020
Yate SubfuskinTerrace VistaA Barge with a Broken WheelSometimes I do fear for my sanity, Wondering if I still have my wits about me. Like the moon on the curtain of the night, Some nights…Sep 11, 2019Sep 11, 2019
Yate SubfuskinTerrace VistaThe Sleep TravellerHappened again, I somehow fell asleep and woke up in this weird bed. It wasn’t mine, it can’t be mine, I would never own a hammock let…Nov 26, 2018Nov 26, 2018
Yate SubfuskinTerrace VistaThe boy who cried I love youThe fingers shaped into a gun Pointed at the boy’s head Pulling the trigger everyday For not saying I love youJul 7, 2018Jul 7, 2018
Yate SubfuskinTerrace VistaI am a Technical Masterpiece, A late review on the movie “Soy Cuba”A Soviet and Cuban communist revolutionist propaganda movie, Mikhail Kalatozov’s Soy Cuba (1964) is a visual poetry that is not lost to…Mar 4, 2018Mar 4, 2018
Yate SubfuskinTerrace VistaBecause, PlotBullets ricocheted everywhere, it’s like the damn building was made of steel. John got his Remington out of his tactical duffel bag and…Jan 17, 2018Jan 17, 2018
Yate SubfuskinTerrace Vistacarcasseswalking carcasses lying carcasses filled with guts with sh*t to the brim masking smell of choice, liquidated carcasses spray on sh*t all…Sep 5, 2017Sep 5, 2017
