(2013)
A back alley dogged howl Aloft and insidious Whirling room to room Carried on through morning Is alive and well
I can burn a page or two, forget a name with the thought of… Ignore the need, the pleas, but this thing I cannot do. I want to bring it to you,
Are you my glories bride? in the moments when I breathe with… A laugh a piece to bribe the doubt… Will you lie a little, kiss my hand and give the signal?
My memory bank leaves me filthy ri… even in that often thought of ditc… Loved ones so terrified of the sid… imagine me all dirty, choked, and… My tender
The look of shame, stress; Hunger and fear, I resist the urge to free a tear. All I’ve preyed, caged; Gathered and spilled...
A marching band that radiates no v… A parade celebrating ancient whisp… Time in procession lifts the weigh… This 'All Together’ gathering like a billion sparks thrown at on…
These Bleeding Cracks upon my Fa… Split and Crawl as they Retrace Tears Draining from my Eyes Broken; Gazing in Disgrace.
I sit here, reading, waiting Patiently contemplating On words, written, said And taking them to bed So I lay, repeat, say
Note the Look Mark, the Time The Thief; the Crook Charades in pantomime With little Hands passing
When I was just a kid No more than thirteen Decidedly I grabbed A nightmares dream With contemporary belief
Have you seen it? Did you trust in it? A road to take me Home, free this… I’ve been in the holes left behind… Her eyes I shut now in the intere…
A Clock I draw from, with no surplus of Time. I must reconcile the fact, that until now; I’ve been in full black and white.
My House; My Castle Crumbling on cue As piece, by piece All comfort; Consumed My halls; My doors
This mouth wide open, trying to speak; over our brute, beating the weak. Some convoluted feel,
Tonight, my pillow mimics stone; My bed, a quarry. Somewhere inside my mind, A diamond bit drives; Ever deeper toward a story.