My fires burn the sky. They melt air, turning it to a confused tumult the color of an expiring sun. Tendrils of hope stretch for daydreams, but the chorus awakens with its homilies of a false prophet giving saccharine advice. “Heed your heart,” he claims in a sweet, reedy voice, thin as aged wallpaper in […]
Read MoreCrisp, grey November. Flatter senses with the death of seasons, seducing with the tightened chill of truncated days. We bundle warm intentions, shoulders bunched and necks made stiff behind scarves of red, orange, brown and black. Candy love promises and chocolate prayers blessed under pumpkin candlelight, absent in the fattening of our need for comfort. […]
Read MoreHey. Shine a light on me. Hey, hey, son. Shine a light on me. I can’t be down any lower than when my soul fell free, so hey! Shine a light on me. Know these days end as waves crashing on night’s beach. Where time sticks like mud in the seabed’s reach. When day seems […]
Read MoreThe cold drove you away; the reality of winter hiding the sun’s gifts, robbing the day of sweeter scents and bare skin. Huddled for a season, for a lifetime, we’ll dream of longer days where words drifted languidly on humid air caressing our egos, our sex, our sense of right and wrong. And we’ll sip […]
Read MoreScattered angels litter ghost feathers, onionskin intention and the balance of hope. Searching for the craze of flesh, the drunken whirl of freedom, late nights and bold decisions seduce from shadows borne of daydreams. The quake of release teases each moment, shedding loyalties, gowns of silk mourning craven attraction, gathered in a pool of failed […]
Read MoreDance in the light, child. Know the gift of every color and spread your sweet vigor, enthusiastically melting hard cynicism with curious wonder. Dance with those rays as they flood rooms with winning fictions, your play and song. Midnight holds no sway over your smile, and darkness can find no purchase while your eyes shine. […]
Read MoreI’m going to blow this day apart, add fire to the sun and lay waste to every particle of dawn until it bleeds incandescent hate into the night, stealing splendor from the stars; murdering light-years of hope from cold stones lost in the void eons ago. Flatten each moment into a string of coalescing electrons […]
Read MoreThe sky is robbed of color. What a crafty turn of carelessness, what an act of full hatred. Steal blue, gold, orange drift, and beg at the alter of others’ attention. Maybe pull a tongue, taste a truth, find a lick of Heaven as the monochrome of your exhaustion wears thin, cheesecloth excuses for fleeing […]
Read MoreMy path is littered with death. Husks of once vital, thriving splendor congregate at the alter of my footfalls, worshipping nothing, granting only the sound of cracked bones underfoot. I won’t walk, not a step further, surveying the victims of my purgatory. I’ll stay and weather a Winter’s wrath to see life renewed, or I […]
Read MoreA fastidious collection of awe, the driving beauty she possesses. Beg forgiveness, knees shattered under the weight of each supposition, each errant conclusion. How fortunate to behold such a gift of Nature! What a flourish of chance and frightening staccato, the lulling rhythm of days thrumming the mind into a drugged haze of blind complacency. […]
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