When I woke up yesterday,
I noticed myself
With fingers dug into my face.
I feel like someone else.
The ribbons cut from a crimson scarf,
You wore upon your neck.
Pulled so tightly across my limbs,
As Continue reading

Hello, my neophyte sow.
I heard you last night as you howled
Through till dawn arose.
The light leaked out upon your soul.
And I am neossine.
Spit me out upon the grain.
I can see, you bleed because Continue reading

Anguish nevermore,
Crows the raven
To no longer cast
       My shadow
With ever peaceful
       Gold silence.
This is the goodbye
Of a maggot
And when you come to
       Question me
This is the Continue reading

We’re worthless,
Yet you extort from us this silt.
A diatribe
Of dancing on your plaster stage of guilt.
Ever giving
All our condemning twists of fate.
Spiral run
And let our tomorrow blade erase.
Question Continue reading

I’ve been waiting to tell you
That I give up,
But I still can’t find the words
To let it all out
And as I look down at myself,
A skinless man,
I wonder if you would
Care to send
A letter of Continue reading

It floats upon the wind.
This sweetened corral dust.
The twisting dragon’s lines
Fill the hollowness
Between the falling leaves
A spiralling design.
A wishful shift to splendid less,
Yet more could Continue reading

. . .
Awoke from drunkenness
In this un-medicated hole.
Searched both arms for a track
Back to what you know.
In arms clasping, an empty flask
Overflowing with Celestine tasks.
How thoughtfully Continue reading

Maybe everything could be set straight
If I gave away my life tonight.
Would but a single soul sigh in relief?
Would a child be born, who’d never need?
Maybe someone’d be saved from my fate.
Maybe Continue reading

I tore into myself
To beautify disease.
But sorrowfully displeased,
They couldn’t even scream.
The mentors who should be
The ones who shouldn’t need
Still come to remind me
That I owe them my Continue reading

I wake to the thought of you every morning.
Your mural etched by the sun,
Far too beautiful to ignore.
Those lines of simple, perfection always trailing
Off until it fades into, the soft sound of your Continue reading