The possibility When chaos as undertow Against all the convenience That this serene, smooth surface seems And about to break
The possibility When chaos as undertow Against all the convenience That this serene, smooth surface seems And about to break
Fate drew a perfect circle
For what it’s worth
She knew there’s not enough patience
To endure another one of these…
The difference, no matter how subtle
A speck of a tiny particle
Can cause blindness, can cause pain…
If a simulation of me was ever needed
Please base it on this blue print…
Dramatist
From the acrylic walls I thought I was the biggest fish in the pondSwimming with sharks, I’d ratherBe beached inWith fins firm in the sandEither wayRunning out of breathOr the heart’s crazy paceThis cyclopean oceanBounds […]
It was a sight to behold
A man
Preaching in the absence of words
Unprocessed nonsense
Passed as unpolluted chords
Banging the keys
He showed up
With the intent
To burn…