Ocean Side

A sign of an imminent change. A lie as it escapes your lips. I was afraid, that these windows let too much light in, but now, here you stand, bathed in white radiance; never more beautiful, never more receding.   Trust is a sign of comfort; anachronistic to the way the world is. We stand … Continue reading Ocean Side

Grey Waves

Delirium, master of distraction and mysterium. Voices in our heads speak, are we hearing them? Are we fearing them?   Never far from the edge, feel the push, can't catch our breath. Out of touch, desire for decline, feel the rush, you're out of your mind. No big surprise.   Pull the veil away, you'll … Continue reading Grey Waves