inspired by a real filter fuck I gave this photo taken at daybreak..
melty mansion on a hill
spillin’ down into open mouth
of town’s crystalline
river..
now a cesspool we vacation to
only when in need of
vile mutations,
we slithered out hell’s
neon river to grant the
air its solemn shiver
and suffer
the..
damnation of
hill’s melty mansion.
I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out... View more posts
