brief.murder.debrief. |
this number has reached beyond my capacity for sums.motives still contained within the reach of her awareness.objectivity nursed into second nature.the machines have gained their souls....
Posted by Trevor Ross Patton on Fri, 16 May 2008 10:12:00 PST |
the longing. |
the scavenger treads.the very air launches its own assault.the longing.stars shine their attack.piercing clouded waves.bringing shipwrecks to life.a man left with little more than hope.bringing his kn...
Posted by Trevor Ross Patton on Mon, 24 Mar 2008 11:46:00 PST |
ammunition |
as men burst to flamethe sound call of trumpets, having lost their tune.captains meld to their bedsas men burst to flamesoldiers die for their call to die
Posted by Trevor Ross Patton on Wed, 19 Mar 2008 05:34:00 PST |
snap crackle pop. |
your fingers have lost all of their strength, the dexterity gone through years of no labor, the knowledge becomes lost somewhere in your wrists. your cramping arms do yo...
Posted by Trevor Ross Patton on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 09:58:00 PST |
