Reality is subject to change…Read More
It’s paralysis of the heart — a repeat offenderRead More
Another tin man, hesitant, with a missing ticker
Fill it all up with holes, and the void gets thicker
… I found a tree that sparkled twice.
To me, it promised, to be nice…
the tangles are too thick…Read More
It is almost as if there is some presence or force that is within, that is somehow also missing and without. It is quite peculiar. And quite usual.Read More
Love is such a tragedy!
Can anyone tell me why?
They will be wrapped in threads of love.Read More
…I’m just here, and that will have to be enough.Read More
…time is irrelevant, like the room with an elephantRead More
Here in the pit, all of the monsters look bigger…Read More
The mystery of healing is always a possibilityRead More
Fantasy is not your freedom…Read More
I am a cocktail of simple syrup and poison.Read More
My Heart AcheRead More
I’m too tall, too oftenRead More