Herein lies madness. Forever a search for truth, even though truth proves as ephemeral as ever, malleable and mutable. If there is a truth, it is that there is no truth, or, at the very least, that language has rendered truth unknowable.

MercyRain's Works

Poetry	2001-05-29	the Virus
Essay	2003-03-10	On Love
Short Story (Fiction)	2003-03-18	Madness Insipid
Poetry	2003-04-05	Red
Short Story	2003-04-11	Insipid Madness
Poetry	2003-12-27	Winter in a Birch-Wood
Poetry	2004-01-03	the Dragon Cycle: Recycled Yet Again
Poetry	2004-08-02	old skool farts
Poetry (Love)	2005-01-12	After-Dinner Mint
Poetry (Spiritual)	2005-01-12	I am Man
Poetry	2015-06-26	in defense of naivety
Poetry (Comedy)	0000-00-00	#RIP
Poetry (Love)	0000-00-00	what remains?
Poetry (Political)	0000-00-00	working class hero

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