and their children
(2013)
From the first remembered breath, I was running to escape. I didn’t need a map. It didn’t matter which direction. It hurt too much for any fool to s…
trust the one who seeks the truth doubt the one who says he’s found…
It’s only you that I can trust to hear these words as true. Those I know seem blinded by some notion or another about me. You are my closest confidant
Alone, in the same old crowd, trying to ignore this stifling pain. I am but
I cried again today, and I did not die. I even know why it is I cried today. Because the truth
My garments have been stripped awa… along with any hope of tender merc… These feet made bare and sorely bl… It’s time again to bear your earth… Still it seems you know not what y…
The old priest gazes out upon his… each head bowed before the sacred… A scarred and broken bodied warrio… seeking inner peace and final abso… An elderly wealthy man of commerce…
Who of you will follow where I’m bound to go? None that I can see. None that I can name. No-one that I know.
A subtle movement, a facial expression, a particular posture, the constant hint of danger; as if he were here again,
Forgiveness? Not on your life. My life was stolen from me. For what?
Not so long ago I was convinced you were the culprit, the masked robber of my sacred trust.
My beloved, she has abandoned me. What’s left is a stark white canva… that repels application of hue or… Hopelessly, I gaze into the bleak… She is gone,
Hello, can you see me here? Please, might you stop awhile. I am the one you pass by daily as you hurry homeward bound. I am that one who’s least of us.
Within this pilgrim’s soul exists a hungry beggar waif, who can never afford a moment of indifference or distraction. Alert to every aching nuance
Who’s gonna throw my pitiful ashes into the holy mother Ganges? Who’s gonna hold it as their sacre… Who’s gonna know the need for this… I’ve seen so many nameless shadows
