A jesters only smile
the truth hidden behind a fear of death...

This is the end
for ever my friend...

Truly begotten of gods own heart
the son the reason for an ever doting smile...

Masked in alabaster pale and hallow
we look in ways that shatter superstition...

These ropes that hold me bound in place
made of nothing that seams to be real...

WAXING and waning flowing from full to black and...

Winter breathes across the world
covering me in softness...

Where is that life i lost
i swear it was just here...

Bitter changes come and go
fading in fading out...

Something gentle
a brush in contrast...

My dogs a manic depressive just like me
she sits and looks out the window...

A vast unmeasurable
prostrate in humiliation...