Meat Carver

In this tactile antiquated impulseYou revealed yourselfmore clearly than rolling in ink;naked, downhillThat's all of me right therein dusty charcoal; in stinky ink,laid outIn this pinked sheer reaching hand in;shoulder deep darknessgrasping at something detachingtoo smallSo that's it? That's my all? Or all that's possible,for this un-papered thing reaching?[Never better and not possibly more than … Continue reading Meat Carver

Rehearsing Exit

Audio Version: Rehearsing Exit Photo by ready made on Pexels.com   In the light Morning dust Dancing swirling falling Stirred by our breath Mingling  A moment encapsulated All that was   [With your final farewell] [I am unable to tell Just how far I fell]   This happening happened Are you alright?! Am I okay? … Continue reading Rehearsing Exit

Hypnagogic Vision

What if I answered the question As if it was asked? By someone who demanded an answer. Fuck, that's it. Let this experiment rip. To the one(s) arriving(again) soon I want. I am afraid That if i speak it Define it and truly want it That it won't come That I am not enough [yet? … Continue reading Hypnagogic Vision