Midas

Shadows cast by the battlements reach out across the road to the east silhouettes painted there on the plains of war...

Between Us a Universe

Someone belongs here beneath this sky and I’m out of place...

The air is thick with the moment before downpour and I can already feel the weight on my shoulders...

Slow moving shadows across a face of marble a chant to the sky frozen on lips of stone and within, a mind alive and burning...

Walk among the shadows in this place of death where beneath the mask of decadence lies corruption...

Walking a tightrope anchored to nothing only sheer force of will keeps the abyss at bay and always on the verge of giving in...

I’m sitting here across streets and snowdrifts watching for a signal out of this haunted night when maybe I should be out there, listening...