Tag: writing

  Break time. Consciousness a tough sell. No more distracting, the veneer is worn thin. Posing and laughing, dressing up, and dancing the dance of the day, doesn’t mean the ghosts still sleep. Cover comes away, and all the shadows spread out into the corners. Take up strategic posts, like sentry friends, or hunting spiders. … Continue reading Dance of the Day →

  This is new. Not what it was a mere year ago. Subtle change, or being smashed face first. Plastic surgery. Main vein transplant. Either way, it didn’t look like this, or feel like this. This is a new thing. Strive as I might to become a new thing with it, I bring an oil … Continue reading A New Thing →

  Searching for a common thread. Trying to tie up loose ends. Get a grip, or get a friend to come help me clean up my head. Chasing down a herd of snakes. Trying to keep up the pace. Every morning, same old face reminds me I’m losing a race. Stay in motion and I … Continue reading Loose Ends →

  What do I know? Nothing new, and nothing borrowed. A few things old. A few things stolen. Never quite got the secret of turning lead into gold. I know, I know, we hold the hands that change the world. This far below, we still stand upon the earth. I look up to the sky … Continue reading Blue Truth →

  Obsession, clawed her way through bramble chasms up to Heaven’s Gate. Denial was never a syllable in her name. Constantly reflecting, she was made up of everything. No end. No consequence. Merely another piercing infatuation. Sleep, when dreams occur, for her, was just further motivation. An artist, seeking to perfect the flaws in creation. … Continue reading Obsession →

  Reaching out, and reaching in. Find the edges, find the rim. Take a look inside and find another empty vessel. Touch is just a link to this, like the wind brings the rain to kiss the parched lips of her. Alleviate the pain. Soon she will be past her banks. Sensation, an all-consuming river. … Continue reading Empty Vessels →

  Sedation up. Count down from one hundred. Slipping into a blissful nowhere while we work on you, separate you from your existence. Something’s been getting in the way, causing interference. Find the foreign device operating at your frequency and remove it. Putting this all back together is going to be an impressive feat. Patient … Continue reading The Procedure →

  Please remain calm. This cataclysm is just getting underway. Prime Time is for natural disasters. This one is man made. Please try to stay silent, we are setting up the controlled climate change. There’ll be time for panic later. You can run around and scream. Set fire to your iPhone. Peel your face right … Continue reading P.S.A. →

  Trading thoughts with ghosts and words with aliens. Thoughts in my head. Voices out of my mind. Slurs and epithets, cultural distinctions. For we all come from different worlds. Different minds, differing opinions, only leave a valley to explore. The gap between us shouldn’t fill with fear, but it instead draws us inward, outward … Continue reading Ghosts and Aliens →

  Put the blood in. There is no other way to make the change. Endeavor to speak harmless words, but your tongue always comes out dripping crimson. “Hope” is just an empty promise. “Truth” a hidden blade that hungers for a sin to sell it. There are no other ways. Humanity decays. We’re all dying … Continue reading Blood for Blood →

  She’s good to me. Keeps my hands slow and my heart home. I would be so quick to rush towards, to my own destruction. Or blaze, and burn out, bright as a signal fire, but seen by no one. She holds me back, up, and down. As I need it. Never knew what it … Continue reading She’s Good →

  Used to be easy to see. Clear sky, elusive as a dream. Under threat and duress, no possibilities express themselves. Constant quarry in the day. No ally here on this stage. Lost in the impossible, but not inclined to cave. Push, and feel the push back. Lean into resistance. Don’t quit. The only sure … Continue reading Cataract Smoke →

  A debt of truth. Hardly what I wanted to leave with you. Thought I had my eyes set on a higher view. Never repenting. Never resting in sorrow, but reflecting on what tomorrow might bring. Something new. Some kind of truth. Easier to speak, now that I’m gone. Here in the dark, before the … Continue reading A Debt of Truth →

  Broken up, but never was. What it is, is what it does. Doesn’t do a thing for us. Throw each other under a bus. Concentrate and stay up late. Chaotic minds contemplate. Tomorrow we’ll commemorate another failed exchange. So, I had to call you up and ask if you were okay. You said, you … Continue reading Smiley Face →

  Only one way to learn, and it doesn’t mean looking backwards. Eyes up, and face forward. All the fear and all the glory. “Are you worried about being cancelled? Having your statues toppled, and face smashed off the temple?” No. The world erases us all. It’s in its nature. I’m a short timer. I … Continue reading Short Timer →

   You’re gonna hear me cry, in the morning as the sun lights the horizon. I’m heading out and I’m never turning back. This time it’s a one-way ride. Out past the beaches, past the tides, to where the water turns from blue to black. I’m gonna go out like an albatross fishing where there … Continue reading Albatross →