Probe Of Uranus

this is not space exploration * this is not porn * this is the Regis Jack Experience


November 2007

Lather Rinse Repeat

I feel the beat of the drum deep within my soulI hear screams of passion within my bedroom wallsI see darkness around me and inside meI smell blood on my handsI taste flesh Happiness surrounds meShot to the headDepression envelops... Continue Reading →


There is darkness in my lightThere is pleasure in my painThere is suffering in my happinessThere is fear in my soul I fear the presentI fear the futureI fear myselfI fear herI fear her When I smileI bleedWhen I cryI... Continue Reading →

What Day Is It?

Today, someone else's words come to mind: "I want your painTo taste why you're ashamedAnd I know you're not just what you say to meAnd I'm not the only moment you're made ofYou're so sudden and sweetAll legs, knuckle, kneesHead's... Continue Reading →

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