Who woolongs this strange realm.
Torturing the souls to Hell.
Cackling the body to sell.
In cometh cybersonic paranoia.
The mind is inconsequential to metanoia.
Surrounded by large red trees sequoia.
Pondering this twilight land.
This is the home to Insomnialand.
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Quizzical Poems
PoetryA collection of colorfully dark and comical poems. Fun factoid for the first one "Who Dwells in Dreämland" I wrote this poem during a dark depression in Christmas 2014. That lasted for days. My depression and nightmares were clashing hard this time...
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Who woolongs this strange realm.
Torturing the souls to Hell.
Cackling the body to sell.
In cometh cybersonic paranoia.
The mind is inconsequential to metanoia.
Surrounded by large red trees sequoia.
Pondering this twilight land.
This is the home to Insomnialand.