Desiring the Garden

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You Speak

You speak and the sea gives forth its dead. You speak and lightning gives its flash. so does my heart. You speak and galaxies are al...
Opulent Eyesore Spires

Those opulent eyesore spires rotate slowly in my rear view mirror into oblivion. As the raging sea of normalcy rises my response returns...
Tears in Your Bottle

When we've wasted our inheritance, what's left is a stone-cold heart neither lost nor found. And there you meet us. Waiting fo...
Verily Embrace the Dying of the Light

Do not pioneer into that good night, Nor even ensue with impoverished sight, Verily embrace the dying of the light. Gushing headlong int...
The Feeling

Its really just the feeling. You know the feeling, when out of nowhere, everything hurts and not...
Dare I Say

A conduit that connects, this intimacy now runs dry. I'm not so sure this soul-cleansing channel that builds and binds can be open ...
Shall We Bend the Knee?

Shall we bend the knee to our reasons? Multitude they are. Shall we kneel before Lady Reason, dressed in red a...
Letting Go

If knowing what was coming cannot be done then what are we even talking about. I thought I tried to take a reason but reason is rea...
Condescend Again

Your years, they never change. Never change. You, whose years endure, can condescend? Yes, yes, you ascended, I know, that I confess ...
Adam's Lament

Where are you? Come, though quotes construed in careless form, Let me see your face, your fearfu...

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