There is a tower risen out of sand, a wall built to touch both horizons at the edges fallen into raging seas...
Tag: time
Where Time Stopped
Something about this place feels broken...
Lying in Wait
Lying in wait amid shadows cast by sleeping giants, together breathing in a rise and fall as colors melt and swirl in the silver sky above...
Razors
Inside is the beckoning voice, puppet strings dragging our stiff limbs across razor wire tightropes strung up on high...
We Chose the Leviathan
Shock and awe as reflections close in and we see the many-eyed watchers, the many voiced heralds of doom at the breaking dawn...
A Place Once Holy
From where we stand at the edge we can see the ruins of the mountain, its scars slowly filling with dust...
Writhe
We writhe out among the stars in fractal whirlpools that give birth to suffering and death...
Digital Relics
Rushing in to find things hidden in the dust— digital relics left behind to waste away, to rust in the rain coming through a broken ceiling...
Millennia
A stirring in primeval shadows, given out to dreams that fell from the sky. Blind eyes know only the promise of light...
Everything Left Behind
Softly the last vestige of light fades from eyes filled with gray years, gazing through an open window out to sea...
Lucid
I was there when the shadows fell lucid for a breath before tossed beneath the surface and lost in technicolor visions of the stars...
Digital River
Deeper in, the walls come alive. Trust me. Just go a little further and you’ll see the lights like veins pulsing in the darkness. Like a digital river flowing through the rock.
They Might Have Been Hazel
She spoke to me without a voice and a bullet tore through the walls of my soul laughing all the way to the screaming end...
Toward the Witching Hour
As the clock face moves on toward the witching hour I’ve kept the moon company this night Watching candle wax collect and overflow Onto a table wrought from hallucination...
Waves of a Silent Sea
From out of the west come visions of gold Playing in the eyes of a man atop his deathbed The long moments become waves of a silent sea Rolling inexorable to the city wall...
