(2013)
It seems the only way to reach the mountain-top, is through the desert wasteland. It is only there that one might come to learn
Clawing away. It’s dark here, chill and dank. Can’t stop now. Can’t stop ever.
There’s a furious raging mob out beyond the temple walls; howling with a lust for murder of the next contender for their cr… It's more to do with feral instinc…
The old man, who thinks he’s dying, approached me with these words. I am sorry
What lingers within me is ancient… prepared for the worst of all poss… No matter how deeply I rest while… it’s forever awake, coiled and rea… It seems to be from before there w…
These words, gently laid upon this page, amount to my sincere prayer they reach within you, and touch your secret self,
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.
My beloved, she has abandoned me. What’s left is a stark white canva… that repels application of hue or… Hopelessly, I gaze into the bleak… She is gone,
I am crying now. I don’t know why. Am I supposed to know why it is I cry ? Though I always feel
There’s a voice deep inside getting stronger every day. I cannot deny the message these urgent words proclaim. Why bother?
There are no pictures on these wal… no mountain lakes nor sailing ship… Not long ago there were no walls Life was lived outside your window… I’d tried to live within four wall…
Sometimes I worry what you’ll thi… about these words I spew upon this… Not often. Not for very long. What of the form and structure?
I come to the village well today, though without a need to drink. My worldly thirst now quenched, with home and hearth supplied. I am here to fill a deeper vessel
God has spoken. I have been listening, the message is clear. The psalm itself is silent, if the psalmist’s voice falls stil…
This trembling grief is for a long lost soul, a young, guileless child I once knew as me. I truly believed