Motions will be made when others lay The path untamed lays souls Hold stoic gaze, and steady pace The other foot drops Lace break The first to fall Pipedream. Onwards we go Lace frayed – not unreachable All I’m left with: Words to curse this Last cans opened, vacant eyes wander to the blade White fur, our friend: loved; skinned Stone toed,...Learn More

In reverse zoom from point of sand to floating moon In lunar dust Lesson learned in life, boiling the inside Well without a trace, stuck in your side Remains: Quivering, sinking in, let the light bathe you The need to force A microcosmic design To be perceived as one Calling of the drone Becoming cold Forager of own, and seeker Turning...Learn More

A serpent drifts through water, it’s true form skewed by silt Spewed forth in bursts of murky current Hard dark scales An ancient leveler of egos, a tempest undisturbed Cast aside in the wake of shadows This writhing figure embodies, fangs sharpened on the bones Of the less aware I, intrinsically, am here only for my most basic need And so...Learn More

We suffer, why suffer more? Why bother? Seething, blaming me Enclave: Worship those in control Glass eyed cyclops: Bringer of blight, purveyor unknown The sum unspeaking tongues, and voice that equal none Amount to this god we've crafted from mud Awake yet we wait Enlivened we wander Rejecting the pure, and corroding the song Imbibe your cup...Learn More

Gathered here to lay to rest: Our thought of malice and discontent Our word in stone: a libel unveiled A while now I’ll rest Alive and awake Dressed in black, a summer’s Our sweating necks reflected in A glimmering spade Spare from the wear Spare the cool touch of clay Cut by the blade Infected it swells, and it pains me again Left to erode The...Learn More

Dark daze Lion on a crowd Sight fixed On his master’s throat I’m no sorcerer How can this be? Unrepentant day All your life so cold Look around Go your own Sun Hazed Shrouded in this cloak Painted By the shadow’s stroke I’m no sorcerer Take this from me Iridescent beast Light this sage Consecrate Let yourself be low Knocked down on your...Learn More

Hand on the Stone Wearing at his palm Molted skin stone Attrition Rough hands erode We can Regeneration It’s Sisyphusian in some form Wearing your feeling fingers down Legacy his only contribution To a world that’s gone Fixed in his task Decades pass Stone pushes stone, relinquish control Life he lived means nothing if no one remains Guess...Learn More