(2014)
Forgiveness? Not on your life. My life was stolen from me. For what?
Sometimes I worry what you’ll thi… about these words I spew upon this… Not often. Not for very long. What of the form and structure?
Not a poem. I hurt; like a Frankenstein monster. Iron fist. Unrelenting.
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…
The essence of night is her infinite darkness, that cannot be measured by space or in time. She’s as large or as small
There’s a fearsome beast within, huddled tense and waiting, in the furthest corner of this brittle heart. It lies alert to any signal
There’s a voice deep inside getting stronger every day. I cannot deny the message these urgent words proclaim. Why bother?
I am awash with tears of mourning for what I thought was dead and go… as though a flood of holy water has broken through the stony dam I contrived to spare this brittle…
Some time ago, I made my way down to the crossroads, to try my lucky hand at the devil’s gaming tables.
Something whispers, certainly not nothing. A subtle impetus to choose to stir and rise
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…
I am crying now. I don’t know why. Am I supposed to know why it is I cry ? Though I always feel
Who am i to bare my soul with thee… and challenge all that you believe… I share from deep within my being as if my father speaks through me. I see these words of love and merc…
It seems the only way to reach the mountain-top, is through the desert wasteland. It is only there that one might come to learn
Cast adrift in an unknown sea. By my pride. Alone Missing you,