K C Jackson
Biography of K C Jackson
I am me; 'Tis who I am.
I could not be another man.
K C Jackson Poems
Stab me deeper; go on, deeper. Let me feel the cold, ice-rush of steel in my chest. Constantly shitting on me as you toss your fag butt lit, in my face.
A Reich Best Dead
Colour. Black, white. Does it matter? I peel off your skin and I peel off a black man's. We are all the same colour now.
Leading Lambs By The Promises Of Erroneo...
Jesus Christ the son of God, as such are we all This figure now so prominent with crossed wood rising tall Through your sacrifice, many now believe But off the tracks unto deception, stray these humble sheep
Through sensibilty I find desire to biologically expire. Mine is not a wealthy greed; not for fame or to succeed.
Acid crazy, cocaine lady, Pull my mind apart. Drive my brain,
I tried to see this evening, but I was blind, I tried to think this evening, but lost my mind,
The Answer's In The Sky
Tell me my name, I feel estranged, Pre-deranged, Flown out of range,
Break To Day
The morning crisp, the morning golden, From heaven’s palette, morning stolen, Your mind is free, your mind it wanders, On all and nothing your mind it ponders,
I tried to see this evening,
but I was blind,
I tried to think this evening,
but lost my mind,
I tried to feel this evening,
but I was numb,
I tried to speak this evening,
but I was dumb.
No matter how much I try,