I owe you nothing. Well. As I remember it we have what’s called a stalemate. Zero is the pot. Lady lucks hands are empty tonight. As I recall, there is nothing spent so, nothing shall be made. I owe you nothing. Nothing is always… Continue Reading “LEAD WEIGHTS”
December 1st Warm and muggy rain Night-light on the house Shines on fading blooms Of pinkish hues Death comes soon And the bloom is no more
No more calls No more late nights It’s just a fog in my head My eyes swollen and burning My chest is long and empty No hunger, no yearning No one owed us anything in this life Not even a goodbye
How beautiful a snowy landscape is In the eyes of the happy hearted. But to others, it only personifies the cold, loneliness and desolation of a landscape. What do you see as you look at the picture? Beauty? Bitter cold?
Stuck in between the afterlife and the living. Such a place to be.
Travels to York Minster. May 2018.
I wish I was someone else. I wish I was somewhere else. I wish that the feelings I have were enough for today. I wish I could sail away be taken by the sea. Washed with salt and reborn. Reborn from the earth and… Continue Reading “Dark And Light”
Loblolly Pine Virginia Beach, Virginia
The water through the rocks, sifting the silt and mud. Runs over her toes half exposed. No blood left, flesh rotted from the bone. But, noone can escape the smell. If you are lucky, you’ll go way before you get old. The soul rotted… Continue Reading “You’ll Catch Your Death”
Moon overtakes the sun. Sun overtakes the moon. Death always becomes us.