Tread softly my friend for what seems as solid as the oaks familiar trunk or the well packed dirt on this pa… or predictability
She laughs in flowers and when I am weary, I think of t… And the sun comes back There is a depth in her raven eyes that makes the ocean seem shallow
What a strange pain this is When the cause and the cure are on… Just out of reach, set by choices… And I feel incarcerated by circum… Are held tight by the jailer of ti…
Newton took it all wrong When that apple dropped The same sweet, deadly orb That dug Eve’s grave One sunny day in Paradise
To the lies that tore down my life Thank you, for you have crucified… And the pain that hangs me here, i… I never knew I had And the death of all I was, it wa…
Last night I turned a corner, and… And in the light between the trees… I saw this new horizon, not bound… And looking at the pebble, knew, t… Had led me to another land, the sa…
Beneath the pale of dreary days go… When long the shadows lie upon you… And all the evenings tears have lo… For loves own labor tossed and tor… When all alone at last you wander,…
I been kickin around and around, w… In the dirt, just the devil and me… Rain and the pain, making circles… Drain where my brain used to be With my heart in a box full of bro…
If I loved you I would shake you, and the silent… Would hang like frozen blood And if you loved me, your white fi… Piercing my shoulders
I release you There is no need for pain or guilt There is only the Tao, rightful f… We are still share the same waters… And I am glad
In these darker days When the wind sucks through the tr… Hide with me and hold our ears For that sirens song is sick with… And will only freeze our wings
Black strings of cormorants journe… This dark arrow, pointing north, s… How quickly this flight is gone!
Seven abominations, the ages of ma… Seven altars, where the angels sta… Seven assistants, of the bears and… Seven blessings in silent words Seven bowls, for the breath of nig…
Thank your angels For they flutter close By the grace of gratitude
In the belly of my rebirth I am a journalist of purgatory The smells, the fear, the landscap… is my story and my very life the wager of this…