Paranoia or it’s lack is a finicky prophecy, A foretelling forever dwelling In the foyer of majesty. What choice could […]


Paranoia or it’s lack is a finicky prophecy, A foretelling forever dwelling In the foyer of majesty. What choice could […]

I’ve been sickLonger than you’ve been dead,But I can’t get better alone.So sick I layLabored breathing And oft repeating,That the […]



In retrospect I could see, How I was a very Inaccurate portrait Of me.

I sat Clutching at the betrayal Shapeless and In soaking ponds content. To wrestle me Until I married an end, […]

By the few glass cut holes Through which to view, How I am absent In one motionless force, An endless […]

At least the cords of keeping had the courtesy, To explain their ample entry At a position I had not […]

Crumpled up to be tossed, Each totem of esteem That both gorges on attention, And yet cinches at rejection Is […]

Everyday is a closing bell, Ticking until time will sell The hold out juror’s Final objection, For a finite abstraction […]