Jul 2, 20181The bed is a sea. Sunken in the sheets, sweat of the mad sun. Living on the edge, of the bed, or perhaps ledge, is the maiden’s turmoil....
Oct 12, 2017A Poignant WolfHe walks the meadows where the fog is thick. Claws shining and fangs concealed, he does not wish to see the moon. His scars tell tales of...
Oct 12, 2017The DiveIt is the dead fish, that flow with the river. Whatever is alive, and exists in the present, goes where it has to.... nevermind the...
Sep 14, 2017A Plea from the ShadowsYou. Help me. Talk to my family. Tell them that it is not my fault. I hold your hands and plead for help. There are people after me. The...
Sep 14, 2017An Assassin's EyesI am an old man now. I don’t care about what money is given to me to show up here and be a part of this circus. I am here because I am...
Aug 22, 2017NoiseNoise. All the patterns emerge from noise. Identifying a pattern, from the infinite that exist, as an experience makes that one...
Aug 22, 2017DuskThe leaves turn to gold and black. The fire burns the sky to ashes. Everything moves in harmony. Chaos is in the mind. Lose your mind. It...