The door is always dark Or never there at all Imperceptible, It leaks through a pin prick Dense dark droplets… Read more The tower
The door is always dark Or never there at all Imperceptible, It leaks through a pin prick Dense dark droplets… Read more The tower
When the heart is weighted Gravity will swing towards failure The simple truth It is not easy to accept oblivion
Arc across the room Lily white skin, beetroot red The spark echoes And then fades Leaving traces of life Where… Read more Spark
Echoes in darkness Words in place Electrical arcs That illuminate oblivion Echoes in darkness Create creeping creatures And wriggling fiends… Read more Echoes
Patchwork pillows float On pillars of light As the morning shimmers Through wine bottle glass Frosted with dew Damp on… Read more Dust in the mouth