Dry Earth

Rustic this earth spinsand I ride fire stoked by wind.Large I find my complexitystroked by eyes again. The weather has touchedmy skin and I sleep unwell.So the stories I have to tellmay indeed include hell. Yet what have all sharedthat our heart’s haven’t lived?A night comes awhile andonce more asking patience give. Eyes piercing me…

Dead Sun

I look so damn goodwith my brown eyesand thick chest see Ichide it’s called pride.Look at me and speakfor the love of my gazeso I can provide youwith a titillating phase.Not blind I’ve livedlong enough to seethat with time all fadesinto voids with calamity.Skin will wrinkle looseand will be easy to tear.Thin or gone completelywill…

The Hope Within

I’ve seen the shadow of an Angel wing me to flight amidst danger whatever it might be. I saw them in my peril as I fell so low. I’ve seen them close, when a devil patrols. Just call me damned the things in my life I’ve done now over is my endless strife. There is…