What was it, that let you loose Upon the stones, held on by the noose? Was it your simple yearning To see where the ocean travels? To see the startled birds, as you dove across To watch the tides pass by? I saw your lips…
She wore a white flag Pierced on her delicate bosom, For some man of surrender Annexed her form, during one dim night. She wore her eyes, Worn down to be discolored. She wore her cheeks, Swollen with the bruises of hands. She wore her lips,…
Let us not simplify Her eyes, nor her mind When stared through, across the line. What a face! What a gentleness! What a love I hold for the new one, The beauty who was meant to be seen By no one, but me. Something rips…
From trumpet calls, To flaming walls, There are eyes upon debris Of a scattered woman. Her face empties my form, Her eyes empty my mind, Her love buries me behind, Lets me fall from the wind To see what I should have been. The meager…
There are many who thrive upon the word “evidence” to support there being something of “existence”. When does something of non-existence, ever become something of existence, without belief? What does not exist, must require belief, for it to exist. It is not delusion, though is…
Death is a wide awakening To what I’ve missed, For something I’ve kissed, In a world I’ve wished To be something other than it is. My eyes see the wooden frame, The wooden lid, The wooden bottom, As I am Pinocchio with his nose in…
Place a ring over Your pretty finger, I will do When the world caves in To show something for symmetry’s sake. Just a face That was buried in strands of your hair. Messengers from the dark Write this tale upon the lonely harp That is…
Let your tired eyes Swim down in my river of tears. I have cried this current for you, For your gaze to swim, beneath the sun. Will we, one day lie down To speak of the stars? Will we, one day seat ourselves Upon the…
Hold a box upon, that presents my heart. Your tired form, a place to be believed, For I nest myself in you To hold hands with an angel. Though, your eyes Seem to see the universe for its darkness, Not for its belonging. While I…
Taking precautions does not prevent the virus from spreading any further. It merely creates a society of fear. That is because once you begin to treat a population like irresponsible children, then they won’t be able to rely on their own decisions, anymore. Once the…
