Disenchantment of facts
Honesty, a magic act.


Disenchantment of facts
Honesty, a magic act.

He knocks just once at first, polite and refined. Standing still for only the few minutes he can take until […]

Seizing seizures
Sallow self,
Sharpened scissors
Surrender self.

Solid forms dependent
On felicity transparent.

We are our ands, withs, togethers.

Blinking but a whisper
Whispers lost.

The onomatopoeia
Singing misery, decimation
The sense of sensation

She was born of a big bang, trials and meteors blazed as time enveloped her. The anatomy of her galaxies flexed and defined, found forms and transformed. Shooting stars and gaping black holes ate matter, a retrovirus desirous.

Drowning in the cement sea
Docile and Dormant my visage be
Dreary and Weary Streets passed by
Daring people to look me in the eye.

Have you heard the tale told?
Of a princess brave and bold.