(2014)
What could it take to stir a heart… How does resentment hold, where wa… Would pure desire and promise true… Gain love in spite of you? Who hears your voice, do they rece…
Have you ever played a cameo, Or held your breath for years? Carried on streets, words, and son… A thousand miles never here With you, but waiting to be living…
Hearts are made of but blood and v… He asks a no-longer-needed world;… Carried alone to bed, on mute and… Disappearing like fog; watching yo… Though this wound is deeper than w…
No weight, no strength, No good, no wealth Nor chances dealt, No oath, no plan Nor having felt
In the shadow of hope begs an unhe… Lost and abandoned, where we used… Please stay, please hear; Pleasing all for you, as long as y… But your mind’s gone, you need a n…
A paperback companion Tumbles behind fingers Like a cliff-top fall. Breathless anxiety Cannot succour
I lay adrift a mass of words And bones & thread, they went unhe… For devotion’s fled my awful clasp… And never will return. I begged my love; never for her lo…
O what reality is your light in my… A glass could not—ought not tell l… Has a curvature causeth this view Distorted, or the willing to keep Enduring a warm mantra sleep?
Melancholick black bile coagulates… Time, it kills; there is no killin… Alone a restless minde bleeds the… So too, alone, does innocence sour… Smiles without smiling; sleep with…
Autumn leaves in summer rain, Waylaid promise surrenders in sham… And a hundred requitement’s lay ca… In accumulative nights holds a lon… Collecting the stones of her young…
For her without light, Never a distraction to choose, Heaven too will wait For him with no fight, It can come to the likes of you.
‘Time is a healer’ : fools heed su… The reward of reason Is the steadying balm, Not of a childe Seeking assurance
Wearied perspective; I’m not the… And fate could have it worse, Yet I can’t cope, And always knew Consequence for un-ending hurt.
In a moment thoughts are spoken With flippant retrospection, In a moment enthused, impressed, c… Now forever in abandon. Spoken, lived, even felt: in these…
And I let go of my cares, Lost inside a lunar mare, She was dying to belong To me. And now no one.