January 2010
2 posts
unfinished
Living. Living. Cease. But does it?
We live to our extent, some shorter and some longer. Yet how long do we last post-mortem? Our bodies will decay and sprout or our burnt skin will sit in a glass or wooden vase close to someones heart. After our bodies are dealt with how long does our spirit last? In this sense, a spirit is not meant to symbolize some ghastly ghoul to haunt or soothe the...
Quickly Contrived
To be or not to be, contrived and contorted and sorted through history and ear’s a like; none of which heard the like as I did. One can flee or be, to carry or to drop. I dribble and drool and mandering about which is rule and which is gray. Vibrant pigments illuminate each word before my senses yet I fly. The wind is a tug to my follicles that is not. The light is a piercing blinding...