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The Void Orchestra

A Poem by Thatch

A product of insomnia. One late night I heard a ringing coming from somewhere inside my room, the cause of which eluded me. So naturally it must be gh..

Shadow Sharing

A Poem by Thatch

Shall I spill upon the parchmentall the blackness in my brain?Do I dare, with diligence,describe the limericks I have lane?Would these words which wea..

Trekking

A Poem by Thatch

There used to be a different timeCaught short and now i'm baling twineWrapped around a length of strawStretched tight to ensure overdrawTension mounts..

The Meeting

A Story by Thatch

I crawled along the canyon floorAt last arriving at a doorA silver knob called quietlyTwas he who had invited meWith brittle handed I grasped and turn..

Sailboats

A Poem by Thatch

Breathe into meBreathe into meRealityRealitySo it's got a little convolutedAnd I just want to see an answer to itIt's not a gift unless you're sure th..

Static

A Poem by Thatch

The only way to see is to not look at allWith your face facing forward, and back to the wallI see your intentions by the smile on your faceA deafening..

Fill It In

A Poem by Thatch

He's got a short deck, mostly abominableLong neck, physiologicalSound check, microphone's audibleBreakneck speed of an automobileBlack eyes pierce lik..

Hazel

A Poem by Thatch

Hazel, she stepped right off the roadThat amber fox done licked the toadbefore we knew it she had paid what she owedNow want is wait and wait is what ..

As Cross As They Come

A Poem by Thatch

Somewhere half between the moment of the morning on the beachAnd half between the tattered seem when all my senses took their leaveWhen the mist rose ..

The World In My Yard

A Poem by Thatch

I saw you standing in my mirrorA silver layer of unkempt hairYou drew me nearer with your stareMy hands, they couldn't hold you thereYou smell like sp..