Dear Heart
Dear Heart,I’m sorry for wearing you on my sleeve,and giving you away, as if you werebut a stone that held me down.You are a compass,a compass with a lost sense of direction.A compass which only points meto...
Dear Lungs
Dear Lungs,I’m sorry for being caught upin the endless search for numbness.I have forgotten that it was you, above all,that let the holy breath enter my soul.
I hope you remember the times,where balloons...
Enlightenment Part III: Acceptance
Overwhelmed with such knowledge, Thoughts no longer his own and acts of pure will,He descended the mountain to his old home.
Everything felt the same.
There was buying, There was selling.
Plywood and Duct Tape: Part II
It hit me full blast In an instant, Crack I fell It poured over me, Rushing and coursing. The hallucinations started to laugh as they took a fuller form, “Really?” One mocked. “You didn’t know what...
Plywood and Duct Tape: Part I
I can feel the walls cracking, Breaking, The dam leaking. It is being held By plywood and duct tape. The cracks are growing larger, More and more keeps spilling out, I keep...
Red, White & Royal Blue – Casey McQuiston
As a geopolitically minded person, who is increasingly exhausted from reading the news and therefore subjecting myself to learning about whatever nonsense Trump does from day to day, I regularly look to an escape in the form...
Schizophrenic
Anger Is such a pointless emotion Yet it consumes me Anger at voices nattering away, of silent words and silent urges. Tyrants in their kingdom Fighting off the plague I am alone, And surrounded, by war....
Enigma of Love
Frozen eyes and scattered lips, that’s all left in your portrait.
Unzipped
wounds of cruelty are stained by scarlet white.
Fragments of linen hold up a fragrance which pierces my...