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Tin Mirror: Preamble

I cup my face to silence.
It’s listening to me.
When I think of genius,
What do I think they see?
The barren box of Dresden.
The corn husk sleeves of Leeds.
How much would I have given
To Continue reading

Lady of Myth

It all comes to an end
When she. . .

She waits
For time to erode
Into
A waterfall road
That she will then patiently
Walk across gracefully.
I find myself relieved
That she’s still waiting.

The Continue reading

13e

Everyone is the same.
And, I haven’t the time to explain what I mean,
But the lies that I give are not without seed
Of a reverential bursting of seams.
I’m waiting to hear of your dream.
Your distant Continue reading

Filthy Pride

I’ve got this click in my mind.
A bit of tragic decline.
It draws me over the line
And I begin to see.
I’ve got this crink in my spine,
As it begins to decide.
Silence births its own lie
And barters Continue reading

Voice that you Trust

Open your left eye and embrace the world.
Open your right eye to me.
See all the wandering need you could end.
See that we bring only grief.
I feel an Ending crawling over our skin.
This mind slowly Continue reading

Proverbs of a Madman

Is it wrong to wish
You were somebody else
Holding a dream
That nobody felt?
And then to awake
And wonder what for
When catching the snow
You let it all go.
I saw a man
Staring at me,
Singing Continue reading

Drying Hands

Someone once took my hands from me
And held them up for all to see
And said, “One day there’ll be one last race,
But until that day comes to be
All that you will ever see
Is a grown man’s pain burned Continue reading

With My Face Off

When did I lose
Everything I had?
My precious grains of time
Held in stranger’s hands.
I sit here all alone
Just as I truly am.
My face held in my hands
As blind as I have been.

How can it be
That Continue reading

Build Another Me

I have been questioning myself for years
And the answers to my ailments has yet to be clear.
Am I another failed vision to a cancerous veneer?
Or am I a complication in your quest for perfect peers?
You Continue reading

Opsin

A long time ago
My eyes grew cold.
I don’t want control.
I don’t want to be whole.
My debt never repaid
And I’ve gained nothing for it.
I just listen to the story
Of how I have suffered this.
Once Continue reading

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