(2013)
Down here at the bottom there is n… surfaces are smooth, hard, frozen… steel, cinder block, scaled and se… the angles are unmoving, like foss… I mold to the floor, head on a ste…
In these darker days When the wind sucks through the tr… Hide with me and hold our ears For that sirens song is sick with… And will only freeze our wings
And I will turn with you, away, for I too can fall The warms us from within, and fades the shadow of our scars And see how our wounds match, like crimson puzzle pieces And the tears for...
Black strings of cormorants journe… This dark arrow, pointing north, s… How quickly this flight is gone!
Shelter me in your sweetness And I will sing down the sun for… Too long have I watched this rive… And felt only the moist of its ban… For alas, I have been unsure of m…
In the golden of past autumns Carolina in the fall I have tasted sweet: Maple syrup, thick as amber Straight from the sanguine trees,…
If I loved you I would shake you, and the silent… Would hang like frozen blood And if you loved me, your white fi… Piercing my shoulders
In the whale grey morn the sky silvers, kissed by rain And everything IS
Did you know the wind is created b… And when the wolves are silent The moon howls?
While in Hell I notice the crimson blink of ligh… in the corner of my wine glass and it reminds me of the million e… that litter this unlikely landscap…
Last night I turned a corner, and… And in the light between the trees… I saw this new horizon, not bound… And looking at the pebble, knew, t… Had led me to another land, the sa…
She’s had the wind blow against he… Since her first sunrise And now with one hand on the wheel Her hair dances behind like a rebe… To the wind of her own song
They say every sunrise comes again and the mandarin blossoms of the A… But in the marsian haze of this sa… all I seem to see are the red shad… and the echoes of a laugh made dis…
In the first ringing of shock, in… As we shake and blink and try to u… There is no hand to pull us throug… and the same scream that brought u… Faith, pure as molten lava
Like Ezekiel In the valley of dry bones I awaken Every dangerous morning And stumble toward Bethlehem