splendor senescent

does my shadow circle back on me? through a penrose dream, I stagger venomous rain, cloud's apathy lightning, the dorsal dagger I've tied my noose with fervency I've now no use for empathy a rotting heart, festered and free has bled the best there is of me a scarlet swill seeps from my veins those… Continue reading splendor senescent


heart’s reanimation

with a gaze that slips between facade and reality what strikes me as odd is our revelries held high in trust what the eye captures yet we allow to rust what deeper prying's after further into sea is where I'm bound trusts not eyes plea in only empathy found mask after mask shares my gaze… Continue reading heart’s reanimation