I hold truth as the highest princi… I am a liar. I value honesty over all else. I am a thief. I expect integrity from you.

A subtle movement, a facial expression, a particular posture, the constant hint of danger; as if he were here again,

Something whispers, certainly not nothing. A subtle impetus to choose to stir and rise

My love for you is true, though we have never met. I will not lie to you. I will not steal from you. I will not con or cheat you.

Listen. There it is. The hum of perfect silence at the centre of all that is, and isn’t.

My father has come to dinner; He does not knock. He is not welcome. He is dead. Yet he insists on joining me

Who’s gonna throw my pitiful ashes into the holy mother Ganges? Who’s gonna hold it as their sacre… Who’s gonna know the need for this… I’ve seen so many nameless shadows

The old priest gazes out upon his… each head bowed before the sacred… A scarred and broken bodied warrio… seeking inner peace and final abso… An elderly wealthy man of commerce…

The old man, who thinks he’s dying, approached me with these words. I am sorry

The storm is brewing. I smell it in the air. I am panicking. I can barely breathe. I fear this tempest

Cast adrift in an unknown sea. By my pride. Alone Missing you,