Deep
I long for dreams of oceans deep, of sailing upon the waves, for t'would mean I've had hours of sleep, instead of thoughts depraved. But to sleep would have my friends away, for they live across the world. Aches are a small price to pay, for...
Voices
The voices in my head belong to all my friends, a viking here, an officer there egos all around. Refreshed anew by this lead, a soldier bellows 'this is the end!' as I pull out my hair, and roll onto the ground. Contacts ask 'are they...
Technologic
The trappings of man's design leave me with an addiction, a burning need to flee, to leave this world behind, adrift in a self made fiction as my mind, unchained, feels free.
Sunrise
I lay w'in the darkness, trying in vain to sleep as tiredness makes me weep, and aches upon me press. Early to work, late to rise, toiling away noon to night, all thoughts by morning, crosswise. Perhaps this time I'll stay awake and bask...
Tempo
Forward through time, backwards through space, round and round, still I have no place. Moving, stopping, seeking a thrill, or some kind of message that isn't a bill. All of these people to me have no face, as they all go 'bout the great...
Blue Skies
Dormant branches reach up like fingers to a cloudless sky, where not even the bravest of crows fly, and not a drop of summer's rain lingers. Still the wind breathes, stirring dead leaves. The sun shines down bright, warming only those...
False Wildness
Raindrops like tears, slide down the road. Carefully trimmed plants strain with all the strength of Earth's lament against the cage of man's design. Perfect shapes for imperfect people as a rogue vine chokes out the steeple. Trees arranged...
The Promise of Fire
Warmth running through my veins, siren song of flame. It seeks for me to give it the reigns, as if it could be trusted to remain tame. Anger, joy, and righteous pleasure, wonder too, in equal measure. Burning tracks into my brain, the...
A Child's Folly
Marching men in rows Meet inglorious ends As a boy carelessly sends them all to heated bowls. A mishap with fire as he melts them down, to fill molds hand-grown. Mother comes in, face most dire: "Well that's what ya get for settin' yerself...
Zap
The light that brightest burns, is always shortest by far. And what a furnace burns in yonder star, that its light pierces daylight's turns. And too late I find, that my insectile mind, Has lead me to a clever trap, built by unknown hands....
Isle Dreamscape
Forever out of reach, White sands covered in green. Strangely enough on these seas, Tropical though they be to these eyes of mine, Every single one holds nothing but pine. So I marvel at impossible trees, And waters that hold a perfect sheen,...
The Deep Roads
The veil lifts away from my mind as the countryside beneath me shifts, flowing from ground and trees to massive rifts filled with the towers of my kind. I sail now where once I ran, on clear seas set o'er silent steel. Above the greatest...