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a dream died and I came so close to dying alongside {not that you'd notice} I put away all the childish notions folded them in a drawer with th..

though this is too small to express it yet; inspired by an image sent by Ken Simm

another prodigal child

Later Version

an old one I found loose and wandering

still in progress / inspired by Eric

I need to find my place. The moon is lost - to me. Cold and fatigued and judgmental. I climb steps to get to fatuous light and never ..

You wonder where my power comes from and shine silver bullets to silence siren songs that spring from somewhere. You look for trap doors and hidden..

I dreamed a house of many ghosts and every ghost had a name in particular. I took great care in learning each and every name of each and every gh..

sudden insight when I should have been somewhere else