Hall

Underneath the corridor where sound is buried deepA clock is ever ticking with a time that doesn't keepThe rhythm like a serenade of s and o and sThe chime it tries to offer is a chorus of distress Even high above it where the crows have gone awayThe stars become the vultures and they're hungry … Continue reading Hall

Cutter

Arbitrary landscapes in a flutter 'round the cellarAre they moving interstellarBeing fortune and the tellerNot the sold and not the seller of the all consuming clutter Piling in monuments of other minor momentsWhere we measure in componentsBeing growth and how we've grown itInto fountains full of foment fit to fade like just another Trivial pursuit … Continue reading Cutter

Obsolescent

All that I remember is the fuse before it litThe vivid colorationWith a sound like an ovationAnd a silhouette of circles at the bottom of a pit...swallowing the shards of its creation Everything before is just a blur and little moreA slow reverberationOr a glimpse of a locationAnd a hollowing sensation slipping slowly through my … Continue reading Obsolescent

Bleed

She left me So I left me here with wrist set like a sieveShe left me So I guess we only have this to believeShe's gone And maybe dawn is just a joke for which I grieveShe left And so I left and now the only thing that's left to do is bleed...