Ripped off, traces under the blood Paper cut, pencils drawing a disorganized metaphor of life Nail bites, tension, drums, a palace for the anxious types Trains off the railways, crickets going as loud as they can Summer rain with floods leaving craters in soft lands Doors and chains, vintage smells, and museum stairways The unconscious […]

I put my dreams in an invisible box I put my mind in the games of a twisted heart I put my illusions in the eyes to see around in a different light I put my faith in my palms when they search for answers in an amalgam I put my desires in a morning […]

I glare at the blue seas At the sand that buries all the images I carry At the waves that steal my heart’s desires and make them briefly disappear At the seagulls giving voice and wings to my imprisoned soul At the sun that warms my anger when it comes to what I’ve lost At […]