you are fascinated by what lies beneath.. blackened yet almost healed surface holds tattooed reminders of a former being and blurred memories of faces and places where the world could see your true face.. your art will stay with only you.. and until the day you reveal your life's masterpiece to the anorexic reflection which now stands before you, ( Read more... )

Half faced moon illuminates the sky in a time where you wander the shores in seclusion and isolation where cotton like ice cuts deep into your visage leaving a cold numbness.. you speak, your mouth is frozen you listen your heart is rotted black.. you fill yourself with haze and human interaction to thaw the cancerous growth in your mind.. stumble ( Read more... )

robins breast drains into the lake filling its depths with scarlet pride.. but what is left for you red robin if your one defining feature drifts away before your eyes.. sullen and cold you sit feeling like the biggest sign of your beating red heart is no longer but what you now realise is that everyone holds now a part of your colour.. you stare ( Read more... )

you dream a vivid dream.. you see images and apparitions become lifelike dolls casting opaque forms off spires of empires built to outshine their surroundings.. one by one they fall the closer they become the clearer the vision and realisation that you are each individual doll.. void of remorse, void of care void of feelings it is as the form ( Read more... )

Bathe in red for today you are pretty today you are more than you have been before.. breathing softfly as hands who have traced the lines of your skin and held the heart you have given now hold a rose of understanding and grace.. following a map of seclusion in the shoes of a lonely soul jaded by life and all that it brings you sit by the road and ( Read more... )

salt drips on paper things.. the blur and haze of dried flowers flash a souless vision of tiny people in smaller worlds which they occupy in a practice of contentment.. hands and minds trace lines as unions form and unions fade but the trinity that will not bend or break will placate their forms as contented they live on.. shall we dance one last ( Read more... )

like judas you betray the concept of one.. the concept of who you are and all you thought you believed in.. in a time where a sense of knowing oneself seems to be overwhelming in the environment in which we reside.. let those who stuck a thorn into your side live to see the day that it blossoms with your knowledge of who you are becomming into a ( Read more... )

what will you sew when emotion's thread runs thin.. when your needle of inspiration has been blunt for what has seemed an eternity.. in nakedness i stand before you.. pallid and shaken running blind lines in a mind that has turned these corners before when the race that is run feels like it will never cease.. yet like the emperor in his new clothes ( Read more... )

Machinery finds its fitting place where the hands of time settle and come to pause on that moment where life's flow drains slow as you gaze in wonderment... The prospect of life so beautiful captured in a snow filled dome where in a slight gesture of your gentle hand it awakens as the flakes cascade and fall over the city of your soul to settle and ( Read more... )

Exposed in words flowing around like feathers in the wind fallen from the wings of a bird in flight with no one purpose but to soar into the night held only by the current in the air for she alone has not the strength to beat her wings in flight.. hearing only inaudible cries and knowing no direction of her own she can do nothing but wait to be ( Read more... )