Erik Ash

Month: September, 2013

Wild and Royal

Wild and royal,
   with the grin of exuberant agony.
Yellow and worn down.
   but not alive.


Concrete Mushrooms

Shivering in the subterranean darkness
In the thick air of the sickly, moldy death,
There sprouts a strange and wondrous jungle of fungus.
From corpses permeate a new kind of breath.

How Are You?

How am I?

My every waking moment is a fun mixture of despair, loneliness, and humiliation. And my every sleeping moment is a nightmare.

So that’s how I am. That’s my life.

How are you?