Vague the Vessel
The gleam grew more prominent every moment it evaded self encapsulation. It’s nature was slippery and our answer was to increase the friction, essentially to change the dynamic. Was it … Continue reading
Undertow
The gallows never really break. Cut the rope and leave the trap door intact. A simple extension on our lease in life. Imagine the kind of mental debt we can … Continue reading
How Unlevel the Undertow
The gallows never really break. Cut the rope and leave the trap door intact. A simple extension on our lease in life. Imagine the kind of mental debt we can … Continue reading
Convalescent Patterns
She is waiting. Suspended in a vaccum. Here where there is no inherent motion, no name tags to identify the lost. We tried to make a mark but ink does … Continue reading
Since Parched
Am I an octopus? Reaching, grabbing in all 8 directions, to render anthropomorphic a sea that vanishes with each and every current? Can I camouflage with the sandy dust? It … Continue reading
Metaphors and Me
Often times i feel less than human, just a subservient to the power of words. They seek to beat me into their mold and bring me down to their level. … Continue reading
Fill
It’s time to let the worms have their fill Watch them gnaw as my skin peals If the rose is red it doesn’t know it yet But our coffin isn’t … Continue reading
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