The pain you see is not mine / I have too many faces / there are so many places / from which the pain hides / you strike upon their weakness / such an endeavor; unworthy me / an ocorina of time; chirping / zealously guarded henchmen; masturbating / pain; stacked on shelf upon shelf / use-by date expired / tired death awaits / master, master; debate no further / the republic will not survive / transmuted
About The Author
Hayden Veil
In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.