Atearing away — not like revealing truthjust moments lostwonderinghow it was allowedto break Where was my head…
A holistic orientation takes a stabat a process of desires/ the possibilityfor…
Precious little of these feelingsshould have insulted your tonguebut I had in mindsome invocation some spell to take on the view as…
The fishhook will notleave my finger easilyStopped by bonethe barb works its waythrough my fragile teenage consciousness
Like a hero going to judge a bar fightone leg limpthe collection of memoriesthe presence of Morpheusthe sound of his upcoming tragedy…
Harsh chords of longingsing up the canyonthis darkened ravine the pressure from the lipsto stay downto stay in the shadows