The accordion slide of days, with hours squeezed from dawn and released after dusk, sets minutes to measured tones. Low notes suffocate. Highs liberate. And each compression unpredictably threatens discord to open souls, divine fingers either imperfect in their play or malicious. So close off, lock up, place a grand shield over a hole in […]
Read MoreYour fury scrorches chilled ground, certain yet cautious, daylight assertion at the end of a star spiral where lovers wrap one another in tender embrace and surrender to rest after hungry exertion; their own infernos sated on the frail lumber of their need. It wants to free the thick ground of its shallow crust, chew […]
Read MoreThe molten terror. The nuclear show. Frightening aspect laid low. A parallax image of love wasted, affections spent like the coils of a rusted electric stove. My heat’s for show, brilliant spectrums christening newly formed skies and haunting past ones, corrupting them with windbroken charms and the debris of earnest efforts. Because the anger is […]
Read MoreThis is delinquent notice. Cordial warnings of the sky’s indifference, a cloud descending in the divisive shatter of a coward’s lament. Hide, you bastard. Let the world cave in around you while bricks of cold drop around you and pray, always, to find the spiritual bond, the angels’ posted bail, to construct igloos from their […]
Read MoreHe asked the morning for forgiveness. In a voice left hoarse from the sick wail of waking, he pleaded but nature sighed and kept her rhythm. The day would carry on, mists trapping sunlight that pined for the Earth through spaces framed by crooked branches. The way he pined for her. Then it would flee, […]
Read MoreCordial deaths are of the finest vintage. May they breathe long into the cold, swing fast into hot breath and bring the malcontent peace. Under the bright, with toes searching the undone grain of the sea, may this comedy collapse under the weight of its impeccable irony and displaced forfeiture. May the solar winds bake […]
Read MoreFlesh absent, the footfalls of unwarranted affection cannot leave scars. The dusk waits as carrion to our hopes, the feasted upon carnage of our desire. And the land draws breaths, great yearning pulling at the stars and moon that cracks the frozen sternum of a Winter’s hold, birthing dreams of Spring, of hot blood pulsing […]
Read MoreWhen reality arrived, my eyes were wet with tears. The night found me believing greatest fears had been realized, the early morning offering a small chance at hope. Are we to believe the beauty surrounding us has expired when evidence burns at such conclusion like a sun scorching a horizon; flaring magnificent ardor across the […]
Read MoreSearching for a future; standing at the frozen gates of an unforgiving dawn where the warmth of the sea tries to revive the dead heart of land.
Read MoreBeauty was known once – intimately – and days didn’t require Nature’s arrogance to awaken the tired mind. Besieged by the thick responsibilities of each breath, each tick of the clock and move of shadow across accumulated comfort claimed a triumph of vision, soft skin and tussled hair, the creased brow and soft exhale. The […]
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