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To Dylan

Sun follower, dancing in twinkling madness bringing forth warmth to cold realms. Curious and graceful, slipping between cracks,Softly touching bare wood, damp leaves, the rippled surface of muddy waters. You carry all the color of the world with soft fingers,A light brushing touch leaving drops ofIridescent potential.The sun is your god and you are a […]

Can I reach you?

Scrolling through the void, down and down though the endless facaderepeated faces, repeated stories,a world contained in a mirage.The fuzzy light above a burning road,distorting the image of those above, as below-I sit here quietly, upon the blurred edge of your world,holding out my hands, fingers unfurled-but I don’t understand how to be in your […]

Filament

I can hardly breathe in my days dream, pressure on my chest and below it, lost in a daze while the day nags above, I’m capturing the last fragments of that tiny love- hold me, fever- sweat and heat, hand and tongue, warmth, the color of you shines deep- deep and dim, a soft luminescence, […]

I love everyone.

Is there a barrier to carelessness?Does one cross some threshold in which, despite the use of substances to counter it, Inhibition takes hold, and to let yourself be careless, joyous, loving of the whole world, It is no longer possible. Instead, you watch those who’ve yet studied the thing tell you, “I love everyone” in […]

A walk.

I step upon the wet forest ground, And can feel my feet tingle like an orgasm. As if kept away from a bed they once knew, It was home, and I knew it, and grieved. I was the only human in sight. I could hear the animals, and they feared me. I moved quickly but […]

Vision.

What better moment to pursue a dream than in a dumpster of rubbish? The world is simply crumbling around you, crunching and slimy. There is something sharp stabbing your thigh, the soft sensitive inner part, and every movement brings forth a shooting pain and the promise of injury. It smells disgusting and you should be […]

Secrets

Here we are. Me, kneeling in wet moss; you, emerging from the ground- seemingly omnipresent. I’m chilled and really uncomfortable, and it’s quiet in a nervous way. Leaning down, I cradle you, perhaps to amplify your voice, maybe to return the favor. You, a thing of many- the dream of conscious beings, a kingdom in […]

Sand

Small piles of sand. Mold you, then dismantle. I’m the master of this tiny still universe, malleable like our memories.   Rock above and below, an ancient platform for our kind. I can still touch you there- under a shadow, and time can’t find us. Talk of death, it can’t reach us.   Alas, the […]