This Reality
a moment caught in a blinkthe image, the lingering after-imageetched on the inside of my eyelid in negative reliefWhich reality do I
Author: bassbastard
Into the Cranial Chaos
(Reposted from recovery) The blending is taking the starkmaking gray Bold realizations become clouds
Some Sun, Someone
The sun went down, and the reflection died with the new moonI don’t know the answers, but they’re going to be inflicted
Drained in Lies
Blinded by piles of pursued acquisitionsRunning headlong into coming attritionA maze to amaze from the things on which we grazeNo depth, just
Onyx in the sky
Onyx taking what was givena substrate smothered, suffocatedtaking and formingbuilding a shining soul Newly formed and lustrousbecoming a jewel from layers throwna