Echos

What does it take to escape the aches

the aches the aches the aches

What does it take to be satisfied

life

takes away

Passion

Passion

Passion is burning

PASSION AWAKES

Passion has left me

empty

Echos of yearning

Echos of living

Echos

Echos

Echos

Kissing my lips

teasing

Soft wind upon my shoulders

My lover

friend

Echos

Echos

Blown away in the fiercest wind

Echos

Shadows never whole again

Echos

Stenciled men, sketched in

Shades outside the lines

Flares and flames

Sparked again

Tremulous

Echos

Nonsense

Everyone's looking for absolution

a solution

resolution

Cross-wise, old-ties

old traditions

in remission

Curse them! CURSE THEM!

The madness has grown

a grasping delusion

Power, power, POWER I SAY!!

Power in the silent prayers spoken in the dark

Power in art

Power

Research

Power is knowledge, unyielding to tradition

intuition

SILENCE

silence

Strength

Wail

Wail

Wail

Wail

Wail

Young child

Wail

Wail

Wail

Rub, pat, rub, pat, rub, pat, rub

Oh my child, Oh my child, Oh my, Oh my, Oh my

Rub, pat, rub, pat, rub, pat

My child, shhhhhh

My child

Deep pulling, deep, pulling deep, deep, deep

My child, oh my child

Tears

My child

Wail

Wail

Wail

Wail

My child, OH MY CHILD

Oh darling, shhhhhh

shhhhh

shhhhh

Deep, pulling deep, pulling deep, deep, deep

shhhhh

Sleep

Just A Bite

Slumber

a mono-cyclic setting in the night

or is it?

Ah, they may say different

but all I know is slumber

I eat and breath zombieizm.

What would it take, for you to notice?

Who am I?

Ballony, garbage a piece of chattel lying in the street

tossed by passing cars

thrown by the tread

swiftness

importance

you watch from a distance

as though eternity is some interesting concept brought up and spoken of by dewy eyed men

as though this flesh

my flesh

is a speck in the wind

well

songs have been written

that say so

Yet why is it, that men whose remains have long ago vanished

live

and their words are still breathed out in reverence

then why not I?

I am yet to be a success, have I ever been?

Have you? Have you tasted it?

Well, I would live and die for a taste

that said

before now...

I was too scared to bite

Summer Rain, a Mad Dash

As I sit here

I am going mad

Tearing at the walls

capture

death

The rain mocks my plight

dashing against the window pane

the scent lingers

it enters

Rain

I am owned by the earth

the sunlight

the sky

each bestows a gift upon me

Drops of dew

large drops

rolling down

sinking into the ground

enter, renew me!

It is a call, a call, a madness

as the branches sway!

Give way, give way

I must join

I must heed!

I must, I must!

don't leave

don't leave

The scent lingers, and I am a thirst.