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Brittle roads Take an oily, black sheen Beneath torrents of grief Shed in cold and deafening buckets They drum along the roof Faltering effortlessly As the oceans boil on Brimmed with great distress And calm beckons Below, the strewn sheets of grey Faultless melancholy So bitter, uncompromising, and true The pastures stir on With gathering,…
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Tame recollections wither As kin surge forth In their uncaring currents Hunger consumes Each passing worry The leeches of the mind That hurl my earth toward panic Dwindling eyes Perceive uprooted harvests Taken savagely By the steamroll Of common blood On they go Beyond my cowardly reach Where I foolishly deplore Where I’ve barred myself…
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Uncorked ballads Arise in the hold of night Flooding the skull With bright sparks of elation Warmth radiates From a host of nocturnal thoughts Set aflame with wonder With the courage to weave Unseen majesties These treasures all wither As the mind quakes to life Damned by waking eyes Perplexed By the callous turn of…
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I propel my all Into hollowed beauty Taking honest form As young roots Skewering the unknown Fertile emptiness Is my daily refuge The proud pastures I comb with great care To behold their might As towering seas of envy Lush and unfazed By a stern and vigilant wind They’ll bar my sight From this heinous…
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I trace the world’s curves Affectionately Caressing, shore to shore Unshackled and whole Constant roving Is the only true refuge Pried from the soils Where I came to be True elation Fastens to the wind To be seized by the daring In their vast endeavors Deprived from land Is honest bliss Cradled by the silence…
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I stir beneath haunted skin Bubbling with fear and angst Each morn spent prowling In a feverish pace With darting eyes and blended thoughts Daylight crackles And the waters spew forth Surging, past the high wall of dark The mind is pulp As I stagger aimlessly Pleading for the calm Of my deranged And hammering…
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An unyielding fog Descends for foolish hearts For the kind warmth Of a lonely flicker Marooned by tender years The haze trails Through labyrinths of distress Weighing down young hopes Beneath a brooding mist of longing Shadowy figures thrive Swallowing droves Of glossy-eyed dreamers Faithful rovers Are woven into romance Doomed to hunger Time after…
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The Florence midday Pierces my hide From the frost-tinted dusk The cold and jealous Afflictions of home A steady bloom Spans throughout me From the silent fringes of my bones Hastily assembled Into a brash and unified thrust Daylight’s zenith blares Blazing through the halls Of my quaint abode Among lonely hills Ever watchful of…
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