The waiting is the hardest part waiting for the sun to rise waiting for the smoke to clear...
Author: Mitchel David Ring
Portrait of the Sun
I lay down finally among brambles and found my shadow already there bleeding from an open vein...
The Hangman
The sun dawns a different shade of red over this land, dead and reborn...
Survival Charade
Eyes out of night beyond transcendence come alive in a charade before the masses...
Earth and Sky, Sun and Moon
They came in through cracks in the walls, crawling down to hide in the shadows and surround me with their silence...
Iron and Silk
The lights seem to go on forever in the spaces between waking souls rising out of dreams of electric highways...
Death Blow
You’ve been bleeding ink for miles on your dead man’s trek across the desert...
