Dan Silva

Triumph of Mediocrity

Driving around listening to hellhammer sobbing uncontrollably nothing new I am always angry always getting worked up over some first world inconvenience it’s nothing out of the ordinary I have a burning in my mind and my hand is swollen from some idiotic stunt the night before I was the drunkest man in harris countyContinue reading “Triumph of Mediocrity”

Wandering in freeroam

Twofold bitter visions one snake one dragon they are trying to find a way out of this hellscape, this eternal pretension, of this material bondage and the way it all seems to come together seems like a sick joke like we are supposed to find synchronicity in all this? I’m just sitting at my writer…Continue reading “Wandering in freeroam”

Trauma Hounds Pt.1

They walked me down a long hallway. It seemed longer in my head. It had a familiar tone… the stoic, concrete floor, the blue painted steel walls, the washing of flourescence from the long lights- I was in jail. The hallway seemed longer than any hallway I’d ever walked down. Then again… They always seemedContinue reading “Trauma Hounds Pt.1”

Mother Mary

Holy mary, Mother of God. Pray for our sinners now and at the hour of our death forgive us our tresspasses and all that…. I think that maybe, God believes in me more than I believe in them. because the fact that I have not found myself astride the graves of my family , norContinue reading “Mother Mary”

The Old and the Dead

Deep South Ominous lamentations Bones lie in old graves in old tombs in old dirt where the old trees grow Their massive, gangly limbs form thousands of great hands that form in an eternal Atlas gesture They hold the secrets of our world and the knowledge of passed souls above our fragile, finite bodies MonsterousContinue reading “The Old and the Dead”

The Bastard of Creation

Artists live forever through their work and their contribution to the world around us. Nearly every place or thing you see has been drawn, written about, composed as a play, a song, or a ballad. Even seemingly mundane things such as freeway systems and roadways were, at one point, the work of brilliant (or notContinue reading “The Bastard of Creation”