He who perished Starved Seated at the table of a sprawling feast. Guests’ finger licked Insanity poured another glass of gluttony Belching violently Stench Drawn by every nostril They twitch … Continue reading The Feast.
Prophets – slaughtered, silenced Faces stolen, woven together and flown Flag of surrender tormented Wind of disclosure Wailing, moaning for her sail. The vessels broken bones loosely chatter Words are … Continue reading I
Come, walk down the halls of my faceless gallery, the blistered portraits of nonsense madman howling at self and nobody, but silence. You are intrigued by the lack of intrigue … Continue reading Galleryface.
Time won’t slow or make haste. Time won’t hold up, wait up or make up for what you’ve gained and lost. Whether you built an empire or dug a hole … Continue reading Marooned.
A dozen vacant eyes stare, mesmerised. A focal point of pointlessness, commands their undivided attention. From ear to ear they slump, then retreat into layers of winter apparel – They … Continue reading A Silent Train Ride.
Bruce, Unfortunately, my cat card has been punched by resident fiend & now sits on your lap, expecting Jesus. In my opinion, only cancer patients and psychopaths have cause to … Continue reading A Letter To Bruce.
To sculpt a face in the sands of time, sit at the mouth of eternity, pray the tongue of waste and wanting wont taste your tears, deem you lacking then … Continue reading KareKare