dusk, the beginning of its reign amid clouds and swirls of mist regal swathes of a dawns decay kindred echoes wail across the voi… nuances, shades and hues proclaim
You draw the light and dark away Like creation revoked Swirling back spun echoes Sucked down clockwise A visible vortex rotating
I thought that it was all a dream a terrible nightmare that meant no… God doesn’t exist, I’m smarter th… now... I’m not as sure as I was, I’ve opened my eyes of late
I’m not sure if what I seek truly exists I’ve followed its tracks shed tears in the foam of its wake I’ve pursued it
You hover over the bones of a dead… You’ve eaten all the flesh and the… You pick them up and use them for… And ponder the culinary gift Your the queen of quarrels bar non…
Uneasy leanings dwell silently Within the vanilla heart Projecting a usual and normal face Tired whims of vagabonds To all around your blood pumps loy…
ghosts of your blood litter this f… strewn about the walls, arterial s… your final act of conscious though… an urge to steal yourself away resting there on embossed paper
money is now your god and it demands money as praise your humanity is mutating you create your own malaise wealth is your prison
round the corner I look I’m standing in the kitchen I watch your gurgles and giggles at cartoon pigs and the likes it fills my heart with something
The sullen call of the ravens voic… as their flapping wings flood the… A blanket of seamless black floats carrying the night to the other si… Drifting late the soaring swirls
Blood thuds down a vein, sheltered Its wind swept hovel above tiring Breath shallow, shards of glass in… Peace comes gently without rue Red ripples like a blanket spread
your exhales are like a freezing w… as if the vacuum of space you draw… everything out to a baseline readi… you choke all the fun from a room, a spitfire heart and a tenacious c…
falling as the fingers of time do like a naked gloveless hand willing shadows to encroach it, de… that’s how we will it
all these faceless hollow images people I’ve never met but I know, their lives are a watercolour with gentle strokes its painted sl… secrets and lies and indiscretions
I hate you and I know that you hate me, too, I can tell by the shutters of your… they close like a portcullis at my… the way that your fists clench and…