I am a Living Dead Man
When the armies of corruption rise up to play, what will society make of them then? Let the anarchy reign supreme!
Psycho Path
What becomes of life when it's surrounded by death? Only those lacking the sanity to tell the difference could be able to tell you on this psycho path.
That Moment
When you lose a loved one, when that piece of your soul is wrenched from its place like duct tape being slowly peeled off, that moment...is torture.
A Bittersweet Tragedy
A brief rhyming reflection on the death of Joker in the Arkham games. How one should aspire to go laughing into that dark (k)night!
The Danse Macabre
A couple swings around and around, leaving chaos in their wake. Mad love!
Apocalyptic Attitude
Hype it up, hype it up, hype it up!!! I need that action now! An original poem about a girl of a chaotic nature.
The Hell Inside My Head
When grief and shock paralyzes your heart and body, what else is there to lose?
Enter the age of Harley Quinn.
Lament for Joker
Feel the bubbling tension rise up within Harley Quinn after the Joker’s death in the events of the video game “Batman: Arkham City!”
Harley Quinn’s Revenge
Thoughts racing through Harley's mind after the death of the Joker in Arkham City.
Before You Go
A lament for when things aren't funny anymore...A fan poem based on the events of the Batman: Arkham video game series.
The Hangman’s Tree
A tree looms over a small town, death writhing upon the tips of its branches. Will it claim you, too?
