(2014)
There are no pictures on these wal… no mountain lakes nor sailing ship… Not long ago there were no walls Life was lived outside your window… I’d tried to live within four wall…
My father is dead, still he speaks through me; “Don’t say anything....OR ELSE!… There was plenty of “OR ELSE!” to go around.
The essence of night is her infinite darkness, that cannot be measured by space or in time. She’s as large or as small
Some time ago, I made my way down to the crossroads, to try my lucky hand at the devil’s gaming tables.
It seems for ages, I have been trapped behind yet another version of what I want to think I know. I was so sure I loved you
What lingers within me is ancient… prepared for the worst of all poss… No matter how deeply I rest while… it’s forever awake, coiled and rea… It seems to be from before there w…
Weep for the fallen warriors. Weep for those souls considered collateral damage. Weep for the profiteers. Weep for the deserters.
You think you know me, that figment dancing in your mind’… You think you understand me, that puppet dangling from imaginar… You believe you know what’s best f…
I hold truth as the highest princi… I am a liar. I value honesty over all else. I am a thief. I expect integrity from you.
Been wasting away in this hovel for too many days to count; wishing, hoping, scheming, sometimes even praying, for any way to get out.
What you seek with such fervent zeal, as you scour those sacred texts and scriptures, is far greater than
I am your greatest grandmother calling softly on the ocean winds. I was never lost to you forever, only swallowed by the other half o… Come down with me to the quiet pla…
For those who only know oasis it must be difficult to fathom another way of life beyond the wal… amidst the shifting dunes. Those that follow gypsy trails
While in repose, still and silent, it is not nothing that I hear. Subtle whispers
The storm is brewing. I smell it in the air. I am panicking. I fear this tempest might cost my life.