Inspired by a poem, a written account of a dream, by a friend. The loneliness they felt moved me; I felt compelled to write. No names need to be mentioned, I'm sure they know who they are!
dark and chilly hallways ice where candles used to burn the carpet at my feet morphs from black swirls to cloud grey electric light drills through my p…
Disruption, the art of interceptio… Distraction, the art of interactio… Delusion, the art of imagination,… Devolution, the art of immaturity,…
If I run fast enough against the… Maybe my body will be lifted Turn me into a human kite And soar above the world, its desp… If I run fast enough against the…
sometimes I wish I could live beh… ultra violet rays, under dark cove… nullify all eyes that wish to see… glass lens to keep out odd stares… lateral vision, an infusion, monoc…
she breezes through like a tiny hu… bringing smiles and things to stem… bursts of laughter and childlike c… turn my anguish and worry on its h… before she came I was so lost in m…
you’re a perfect blunt instrument passively aggressive, you bring my… your words are like a long slow sl… or a groin crushed by a maverick w… you’re a perfect blunt instrument
I used to think that faith was what held love and that even though hidden from m… it would grant me one day its shin… but the darkness of indifference
A hand full of letters with hand w… Is my legacy and all my life has a… A short straw drawn, a street less… Wouldn’t stave this ghost, this da… And it takes my breath and thought…
I etched my name upon the gatepost at the front of your house, your mother said I was from the ch… and could only fight my way into s… I was from working and you from mi…
The sky and all its space Couldn’t hide without a trace The look that’s on your face The look of pure distaste This love affair owns a fracture
slash these dreams that I once mad… this hate I yell won’t rest, it ju… fluttering eyelids that feel like… I’m steeper than the wish enthrall… load that gun and ready the razors…
no more skies their dreams cascade cold coffee and liberty inorganic ignorance
the werewolf prevails when the ful… and all around shall hear his howl… the hunter sets sail as the loom w… he wears the night as a shawl, the werewolf prevails when a full…
I’m not so sure that a kiss on the… this gradient lets the our world s… we could wish for a tad more from… but we know we’ll cry out our eyes… no seeds grow, this soil lays stil…
Honourable deeds are a thing of the past remorse just a world dreamt in a flash morphine for tears