Is there an inhale, Of a nerve That can conjure, Me anew My memory?


Is there an inhale, Of a nerve That can conjure, Me anew My memory?

The reaching hand, Has resurrected Shadow’s ink, To write a man Into disruption’s Think.

At the water’s hill, Is a quarry in a query Up the will, Until the objects Of rendition, Has acquired […]

One time, I ran from myself For so long, I forgot who I was running from, And who I was […]

The people here, Have gone on Without Me.

Deep in question, The answers always stray But taking only fragments, To go deep in thought They never go away. […]

Vengeance reviles a greedy hand, Forward to the execution It is only meant For the carefully planned. Their drive insists, […]

The cracks have surely branched, Into crossings baren Beware the silence that has latched, In their wrappings attached To the […]

Hide all of my curdled dossier, Toss the empty files in a box My nothing is better gone. Time will […]