A brief thing about my writing and this blog in general.

My poetry can be pretty insane sometimes.
And I don't mean the colloquial usage as something awesome kind of insane. I mean the screaming in the night at the horror that the moon brings kind of insane. We all have our demons, darkness, black dogs, and the like...I work mine out through poetry and not-all-there rambles that I sometimes post here because I know only a select few people read this blog. Sometimes, they even leave as I put the words fill the page.
Best,
The Robinson.