(2014)
Those I have loved in my life.
A pit of spikes A trench fill with mustard gas. A stiletto between the ribs.
If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much
Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
Some say Hell is fire and brimstone. Some say Ice and darkness. Endless suffering, Eternal damnation.
Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.
So, you don’t drink? or smoke? So, you are better than them? You let them use you, and you take the fall for them,
Forces of Nature more powerful than earthquakes, than tsunamis, the bane of happiness
I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,
Alone I stand Pondering my arts the fruits of my labors. All is good and I lay down my bru… But there is a voice,
Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...
That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?
I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to
Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future
A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads
