Equinox Asylum

BACK FROM THE DEAD ~ again

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AKA ~ Baron Von Dark



If all I am is memory and deeds,
than I am nothing more
and nothing less
than human.




Red Rose

Roses are red
Violence is blue
This poem is as pathetic
as the feelings I have for you.

Troy Allen Bull 1.96


I write poetry with a paint brush. As though Dali had a quill. I try to frame my words in the afterglow of reflection. I imagine a history of dreams and nightmares realized and lost in a lifetime joy and pain.

Equinox Asylum's Works

Poetry	2011-06-27	Eternal Song
Poetry	2009-05-04	Days Pass As Judgement
Poetry	2009-05-04	Venus Sorrow
Poetry	2009-05-04	Bewildered
Poetry	2007-10-07	Shadow Rapture
Poetry	2007-07-14	Hypnotic Barbarism
Poetry	2007-07-13	Gray Divides
Poetry	2007-07-06	Late December
Poetry	2007-03-31	Seedling Sour
Poetry	2006-05-04	Four Horses
Poetry	2006-04-26	Tomorrow Started
Poetry	2006-04-25	Hover
Poetry	2006-04-18	Mirror Creep

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