Breaking The Bind

Imploding upon myself sweetis a stranger as I walk on byI slip a glance for a goodbyeto realize how scarred my eye. The melancholy the regret sewa tapestry inside me it growsa word or two I can write slowmy attitude it is cold as snow. My brain is a cess pool sickthat reaches destination quickas…

Question The Light

Diamond light slipped inthis crypt to fill to the top.Largely I find myself herethis tomb now is a rock. What little light came inthe other night long agonow a bulwark I gainedsome insight that I patrol. The words were born lowdeep in crevasses tenderI find the dark part of megives caution what enters. I am…