So short your Life — yet colourful! I wish that I could live and die As swift and bright, O …
She Stares at Me
She stares at me — vacantly — Through embryonic eyes. Like glassy marbles ebbing Life, Stagnant as she lies. Broken, …
Shadow of a Man
He sits with cup in hand — Begging that you’ll understand — his plight! He’ll not be going home tonight, …
Rigidity Becomes My Mind
Rigidity becomes my Mind, Rigour mortis of a kind — Hell-bent, fixed, so singular, Strangely perpendicular And vertically aligned. I …
Rags and Bones
Rags and bones Bitten black — “March on, march on!” Breaking ice. Weeping red — “Dig down, dig down!” Skeletal …
Phantom
Unattached, his phantom limb, Creeping, crawling, from within. Disconnected on a whim, Disavowed fore’er by him.