You play your cards so well. Looks like you’ve had a lot of pra… You seem to have a thorough grasp of all the rules of the game. As you cover every angle,
I’m not angry with you. I am hurting, and as usual, I don’t know why. I don’t know why I cry
You think you know me, that figment dancing in your mind’… You think you understand me, that puppet dangling from imaginar… You believe you know what’s best f…
Beloved goddess, sweet holy mother of us all, you who beckon me throughout these hectic days
I gaze down now upon the cracked and battered shell of the fearsome fiery dragon that once held me in her sway. It’s remarkable just how frail
I commit myself to God; sometimes, not often. I believe in God; sometimes,
While in repose, still and silent, it is not nothing that I hear. Subtle whispers
Water ever seeks it’s perfect peace, from mountain heights to scattered oceans deep. So too our spirit follows
Way up there on that hill of yours; that most hard-won ivory tower. Hiding there behind your perfect guise
Something whispers, certainly not nothing. A subtle impetus to choose to stir and rise
Your end? My end? Where the hell’s the middle? You say this. I say that.
Neon lights buzzed in staccato out… Sleep seemed something I dare not… I took myself looking to ease my a… keeping to steamy side-streets and… heading for the part of town beyon…
My father is dead, still he speaks through me; “Don’t say anything....OR ELSE!… There was plenty of “OR ELSE!” to go around.
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,
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…
