Broken Does as Broken Is

Watching noir in the cracked rearview / petrol pools beneath moonlit dew A fire’s rage berates his prayer / too late to save, too lost to care Carnage lies in forward cast eyes / ever drawn whither madness cries Afraid to live, but scared to death / a swell of questions, yet naught to quetheContinue reading “Broken Does as Broken Is”

Die

The diffident moon, having failed hitherto, betrays her desire through furtive ado She hasn’t the pow’r for arcipluvian light, thus summons to his feet, her tidings this night To live or to not, he wonders aloud, undeceived by the sorrow, an answer he vowed She watches, she beams, as he fingers his fate, prepared toContinue reading “Die”

Thin

It’s thin. The paper lying before him, and the paperweight’s skin resting upon it; the depth of the graphite pressed into the albus page with the apathetic exigency of have-tos and owe-it-to-thems; the kerning and strokes of the languid letters barely scoring its surface; the flimsy wording and porous reasoning behind a veil of half-heartedContinue reading “Thin”