Ghosts in the Garden | Part III
the path wound lazily down – the garden behind us and here we stood – for here she had stopped the trees and the brush so dense in the night […]
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Ghosts in the Garden
Three, two, one. . . Music starting now The electric sky is cold tonight Ghosts stepping out all dressed in white The girls curtsy – the boys bow – One, […]
A Great Gulf Fixed
There are vast worlds between you and I Oceans of ideology to separate our individual hearts I stand on my side of this wretched trench This cavernous void This seemingly […]
Catalyst XII
I stepped into a puddle. The cracks in the worn leather allowed moisture to seep in subtly – just enough to get my sock uncomfortably wet and make me wish […]
To War With the Angel
With red hot aggression that surges within I engage you to fight you and struggle to win So here in the valley let chaos begin! I challenge your nature to […]
WHY
I’m a little bit jaded Cause what I’ve created I think would be worth your time. But you’ll never see it, Cause would you believe it? I haven’t got a […]
One Last Dance
The little veins, like tiny river beds, sprawled symmetrically across the worn surface of the old leaf. But a season old, he had lived to the ripe age of three […]
