It's dark as I lie here...
The rest of the house still nestled in sleep...
Alarm goes off
You're half asleep...
Now they look dead in the streets
The once so happy and healthy creatures...
The Keeper of uncertain worlds
Spins the dice and rolls the wheel...
A world of giants
Now at war with microbes and...
I live in patterns of
misguided energy...
Do I have to live as a redemption child?
Do I have to be made of caressing...
Do you know
What no one knows...
Why is it always when I want to write
I cut and fight...
I use to be a writer
a painter, a muse...
Daylight is descending
through the curtain to...
Two's company and
Three's a crowd but only one...