Yurn to be replaced casually. Have your way with winning. Taper off the quilted thread. Doubt the single-minded grove entrance. Yield amidst canvassing rains. Halt the process of jilted reason. Shine the platted mount. Take a bushel four ‘a pound. Find a half shell in the sand. Time a mirror forming lens. Graffiti nonlinear equations. Make […]Read more "Retry and Take Hold"
/They try to make you feel sorry for ever being born; they TRY to make you feel sorry for everything. Move the record forward… /When the only thing left to do is win the War, When you’ve been trained by battle and all the lore, When your belief is sure – Win the war, God […]Read more "Black"
The Keepers of The Red Cucifix Of a side that is red and rouge And of a graft I once gave That said, “Life at the end of entropy… life.” This can’t be one-sided, for if it were That side of her – red slightly hued Flushed with indecision Spiral code solution Mistakes and […]Read more "Life"
She’s the archetype I can’t let down My forever wounded bird A space in singularium My myopic mysterion A mystery for the sufferersRead more "Money"
The night grass always rises For the sower of the seed And makes its home Next to a tree The tree is infinity The night grass blue From morsels and packets of salt Containing granules of cluesRead more "Night Grass"
Mary Magdalene and her Doc Holiday-style romance, Bequeaths a derivative of enormous potential. Allow a potentate to demonstrate a particular particulate, A nuance and narrative into the heart. “Mary Magdalene,” said with a right soft-quickness, slight above a whisper, This closer appeal doth reveal a secret, revelatory to her presenter. She chose to love, was loved, in tragedy held tandem, Then as now and not forever, […]Read more "Save Mary"
Little dot that proceeds in my vision Portent placard of sainted mission Abruptly disrupts cerebral existence in halted days; Saintly mystery lays beyond compare to sands and clays A moment to disrupt a future falling faint of fleeting despair All that’s left in cinema’s forgotten air Like cinematic specs of light of film from cast shadows Or lanyard’s focus, falling trees, hinted shallows […]Read more "Little Dot"
Peace, splendid being; Forgive the forgetful- The Sleep Giver sleeps, Tuning time, and Pantograph’s phantom.Read more "The Sleep Giver"