(2014)
My garments have been stripped awa… along with any hope of tender merc… These feet made bare and sorely bl… It’s time again to bear your earth… Still it seems you know not what y…
That blue-gray rainy day, the blue-gray funeral parlor. There you were laid out in blue and gray. So still.
I am seven years old. My brother is ten. The beating was brutal. My brother is recovering conscious… I believed he was dead.
These words I cry do not come easily; as if they echo from the cold stone depths of a long forgotten tomb.
Are you the one I have no words f… Are you the one who seeks the space between these lines? I used to think I’d know you inst… Now I don’t know anything at all.
A sudden gust of bitter wind from somewhere hot and foul, whooped and howled throughout the scattered waste and scrabble down that God-forsaken alley.
Not so long ago I was convinced you were the culprit, the masked robber of my sacred trust.
trust the one who seeks the truth doubt the one who says he’s found…
Who of you will follow where I’m bound to go? None that I can see. None that I can name. No-one that I know.
My father has come to dinner; He does not knock. He is not welcome. He is dead. Yet he insists on joining me
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…
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…
Cast adrift in an unknown sea. By my pride. Alone Missing you,
I stared at her like she was a painting, as if I had all day and night to drink in every curve and contour
Everything he has ever been taught alerts him to avert that dancing f… What is it then that demands he mu… proceed towards his certain fiery… Some deep and ancient voice within
