Servant to the underground,
I live in sour fantasies
and breathe fire
to burn my bonds.
I am nothing.
Pierced by a forked tongue
and lashed to the empty...
@Steven Francis poems 1993
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About Me
- Steven Francis
- I started writing in school and discovered it was the only thing that could hold my interest (apart from sex). I knew from the lump inside me that some creative channel had to be my direction. And be good or bad it is some kind of legacy.
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