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
Rambling
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
Morph Into
Metastatic metamorphosis evolutionary changetime-lapse tickingWill it be human? Will it be strange? Will the new growth be cancerWill it nurture the body electricWill
Motion and Permenance
The idea of the fixed location is an illusion of perception. We are ever in motion, from the tiniest particle of our