Biography of Instalasi Sastra
Name: Intarsia Miasma aka Rob Francis Stain
Some Foretaste of Heaven:
Hail to thee my dying contemporaries. I truly beseeched for thy forgiveness regarding my audacity and recklessness. Thou probably have seen my paltry notes or the, shall we say, the satirical panegyrics where I spelt my hex to those multi-faceted zombies. I simply miss the luster, the warmth, and the blissfulness of light. These melancholic burlesques seem beautiful to them but not to me. I have no passion about it anymore. This delusion drives me frantic every time I wrote those lurid notes. I feel vulnerable and frail but there is a little bit of virtue in all of us and I will not succumb to those malicious vices. Dreams await, purify me my weeping angel and lead me to thine eden where sobriety prevails.
-Carrion Love Notes & The Rotten Orchids Society-
Print on winter at the end of 2005
Intarsia Miasma's URL
- Love Defiled [Answer to a beautiful poem...
- For Love and Dignity
- Reply to a Very Elegant Poem From a Lad...
- Should I Atone [Confession Orchids]
- An Apologetic Bloom
- To Twine an Apologetic Blossom
- To a Lady Prejudice
- The Essence of C.L.N & The R.O.F
- Sense of Guilty
- To a Lady Not Mine
- Mysterious Lady!
- Fe[male] [*May,27th 06*]
- Neo Aeon
Another year have past,
Reminds us how old we are today;
When our juvenile lost in a flash,
Surely in vain we played our own ways.
A New Year  hail to us with smile,
Compelled smile too gaudy in dusk;
For we who might just stay for a while,
And gone when He claims His superiority on us.