Saturday, December 20, 2014


Where does it comes from
The comparison of the one,
the dreams which call to all,
"Come all and see"
those features that you'll glean...
As you witness my face
and describe my place...

Thursday, November 13, 2014

Test Product One

Death is a virtue, blessing, a motive within motion of art.
Engendering constant searching through forms that dissipate yet impart,
Evoked and astute- 
reasons failing to combine into fate.
Aligning the transfer between local points in the world of this space, 
that careens 
like a sheen of time which shall fall to sundered form.
Yet once born
she will glean our hearts in a witness as we mourn:
our wasted find... which abhors you...
-traced from all credulity faced-
pulled upon the line leading towards more young sundered creatures...
To see your face...