The Weeks End |
Here is my concern
To be in the line
Ahead of every thing
Veiling the dissent
To a vacancy we wink at
Slipping into decline
At the party its my turn
Unfolding my lines
Now beginning to cling
To...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Mar 2006 21:34:00 GMT |
Sir Laurence |
The sky dims,
Withering radiance looms
A last chance
To char the horizon
Night has come&
Eyes blinded, unreal and clouded
Spark turns flame, turns sight!
&nb...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Mar 2006 21:08:00 GMT |
Chicken Shit |
Delicate lace dancing
Dropping veils that kisses
Shadows twisting, turning a gaze
To a son that rises
We call him happy.
Happily, the path is laid
A north bound snake
His eye to the sky
Aching for a t...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Mar 2006 20:51:00 GMT |
Prey |
Prey
Bring the innocence
Place a gentle piece upon rock
Hard, I am envious
Pathetic in this state
The ego rests well
Scarlet pain escapes
The sacrifice is made
Once again
I AM A GOD!
Gi...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Mar 2006 20:40:00 GMT |
