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If life were truly mine I’d burn through its days With a white hot fury Never leaving an instant To wither unsustained Leaving no hour starved In want of life’s true fervor If time were merciful Patient, generous and kind I’d take to the waves Untethered From the brute wrath of fear Alone These dreams…
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Solid ground pulls away And I’m doomed to lose footing Urged To surrender my all I quake from the inside Teetering and bracing For the sure agony that looms As eternity Beckons, shrill From inside my waning treads I stagger and sway Beyond all certainty And yearn to remain For a mere instant longer Too…
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Bountiful Boyhood charm Was taken with ease By teenage tribulation It was wrung dry In his lifelong climb As he clamored, for Everest To claim it’s majesty Yet all, wide-eyed pleasantries Were forever lost In a sudden spurt of growth In a passing moment Of faux clarity Now Is the hour He ascends fiendishly Atop…
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Those few words Drained away My cause to breathe My urge to voyage forth Unraveled And beyond my reach Succumb Is the marauding cry Spawned in the silence That trailed So close behind
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I reside In the afternoon’s swill Of sun and salt air So lost So gladly compromised In the swell Of its turbulent waves Let the anthem cry Untiring and driven From the squalor Of motionless nights To embark For mist-shroud days beyond To ravage them With clarity and song
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Down they all went Into the chasm Of fond reflection To relive triumph To taste revelry For a fast Fleeting instant Into the deep Went delirious fools Anchored To the glow of nostalgia I fell among them With hopeful eyes Sprung open Yearning, to reclaim The warmth of composure
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Day one: Crawled To my foremost steps Day two: Tumbled At the curse of tripwire Day three: Was continuous falling Through the floorboards And down To unknown lows Day four: Realized The curse was truly me So I chastised my own flesh Damning, my urge to draw breath Day five: I spiraled with rage Through…
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He elopes with reveries Firmly clasped In his iron vise Taking off For uncharted skies As his inner demons Prowl, and draw near Into vapor Is the fate Of his long harbored regrets Undone In the exhausts That propel him higher To yearn To fervently dream They are left Tarnished Beyond all recognition In the…
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A tremendous fluttering Dwells Beneath My rib cage An offbeat rattling An erratic thundering Sends static coursing Through each of my writhing limbs How I contort Engulfed By anticipation The heavy burden of tomorrow That lingers, far too long Atop my weary form Do I remain In the dreadful folds Of waiting? Or do I…
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What can I do? Is a burden I’ll never truly shake It thrives Beneath my skin It pursues my roving thoughts Like a shadow Tailored, in the fabric Of misdeeds, long ago How my mind Loves to dwell In the squalor of ages lost How it yearns To drive the sleeping Into the arms of…
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