In memory
Were I to gatherthe rarest of woods,matchsticks in multitude,and vintage amber lac,I would set to the building of that Strad,its secrets laid bare by an angel. And in its voice … Continue Reading In memory
At night
A stranger that I know lies deeply in leafy mold. We speak by mumbles in opportune nights. He is always looking away to some mystery true and precious, but I … Continue Reading At night
Clippered
With slow regardI watch the lengthening of fingernails.~Grow out. Grow out~ ~Take with you the sour pain, this aura’s pollution~ Clipper you to the quick, I will, in foolish absolution. … Continue Reading Clippered
For the lost
“FOR THE LOST” In fog’s night, there’s a shimmer. A hint of hearth and home. A muted invitation to one who walks alone. Far away from native shore and succor … Continue Reading For the lost
Say not goodnight
how has it come to this pass has it all been for love unrequited or that yours has never been seen all that you have reached for all the rare … Continue Reading Say not goodnight
Hand in hand
we, both of us awake from the blessed sleep after death’s embrace the fluids of Heaven’s womb drain from our eyes and ears we lie we look our breath upon … Continue Reading Hand in hand
