Build them high and wide, these walls against the world raise them until the songs of the wasteland fade to whispers and become only echoes lost in the glare of a midnight sun...
Category: Poems
Matchstick Lullaby
She with the mask on walks among us veins pumping the same poisons lips a wall built up against the same words but eyes that reflect a different shadow...
We Who Rule Over Broken Subjects
There is a door in front of me, and beyond it I know nothing On either side the horizon stretches away to unknowable infinity, yet it is the door that I know will lead me through to the true infinite...
As Above, So Below
Away from the night of spice winds we crawl following the windwalkers through sunless lands...
This Weeping Land
Cry out to the one who walks ancient roads those funeral trails built to honor the sky...
Into Wild Country
Against a wall in this city of broken light while a million eyes sweep the darkness and pass over him...
Dead Faces
In halls of white we walk imprisoned here by the gaze of dead faces...
An End to Exile
This hallucination tells me I’ve been here before something from the shadows creeping toward me, an old friend, or a lost spirit...
Signs of Life
Listen to the stories that the walls tell in knocks and whispers out of hidden places telltale signs of life in the midst of a storm...
Our Fatal Journey
Arise with me and walk the rain-starved lands, surrounded on our fatal journey by phantoms fallen from the stars...
Come to the Citadel
Come all to the citadel behind walls of bone and see the roads that wind away to the edge...
The Eyes You Gave to Me
The sea came as a visitor in the night and bore you away to a place I cannot reach...
Not Plato's Allegory
What I saw was madness somewhere in the flame and I heard a voice speaking to itself in riddles sipping a poison masquerading as a cure...
City Lights
City lights out to the freefall edge down to the blackwater and an eternity of silence wandering across the salted fields and planting seeds with high hopes for the harvest...
Along the Shore
Through the crowd a familiar face smiles and though it beckons me to sit at its table share a drink and play a hand of cards or two...
