Abandoned and all alone Wracked by pain, and wickedness Abysmal and devouring The am hungry for deceit The consummation of nothingness The enticement of illusion Clutching at desire A hollow feast for the starving spirit Falling with the fallen AdvertisementsRead more "Addiction"
There is nothing more troubling than rejection No matter how fleeting or fragmentary the desire might have been To be denied is to stare into a mirror where there is no reflection No light casting image No object of adoration No subject of recognition No resonance of loveRead more "Denial"
Oh bastion of virtue, portico of romantics, Muse Make me pure again Mortal that I am, re-birth me in your golden light A child of the Furies My broken feet are bleeding, tired of dragging against time Driven through the mire My shell of being, I am weary of seeing, feeling Still born in still-life […]Read more "Of Poetry and Misery"
Emergence 2.0 A Novel – In 55 Words a Day Day 315, November 11th, 2017 Chapter One: Genetic Many things united the people of the Empire; language, cult, custom. Fear and hope were among the most powerful forces establishing both mutuality and commonality throughout the worlds. Nevertheless, the children of […]Read more "Emergence, In Fifty-five Words – Section Seven, War; Part Forty-four, Loyalties, Collected Chapters"
Awake and alone I am too poor to receive This revelation Awake and alone The miracle passes me I could not touch it I feel the bludgeon The cold, and despairing blows Numbing my senses Hollow humanity Our terrible husbandry Mechana of grief Our desire to rule Captivate and dominate To […]Read more "Miracle"
Emergence 2.0 A Novel – In 55 Words a Day Day 239, August 27th, 2017 Chapter One: The Ancient Life The ancient life was not easy. The ancient people struggled just as their children did now, throughout the empire. There was conflict and war. There was strife and […]Read more "Emergence, In Fifty-five Words – Section Five, 92835670100561474; Part Thirty-three, Remembrance, Collected Chapters"
An articulation of sorrow An expression in pain, I cannot Shut my eyes for the memories Memories of love, possession She promised me everything I wanted Every breathe she took, was stolen from me My fingers brushed her lips in the morning As silence fell like a shroud for the dead The words […]Read more "Grief"