Tread from one room to the next, The cold seeps up through bare feet, Wrap myself in a blanket of numb, And crave the promises of lost sleep. ~ While misfortunes fall in piles, Mangled for conveniences, I pace under portals and over tiles, Mill my back teeth to pieces. ~ All this time I … Continue reading Again, Again (a poem)
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The Daemon (a poem)
The Daemon (a poem) A time ago I asked myself a question, knowing not where it led. See, I have lived my life a sinning man, I have learned that sinners can see through others, and sometimes see themselves staring back. Looking yourself in the eye, anywhere but in front a mirror, I call that … Continue reading The Daemon (a poem)
“Tell me of Life” (a musing, 2017)
Life is a transitory thing, reaching the finish nearly as it begins. It scarcely frustrates its pace enough, it cannot appreciate the beauty, horror, or intrigue— these that churn to being in the wake of its steps. Yet as it bounds forward, the lights that gather into flame, rather than shine with persevering luster, … Continue reading “Tell me of Life” (a musing, 2017)
