Nameless

Why does he bother… deprived duende, marred by a sombrous mien, building bridges with deadwood, in a language he alone speaks; farouche, and paying the tolls to navigate the ashes yet to be, hopeless to redefine that synecdoche An innominate one, extending his naïve tongue for the whim of a wafer, an exegesis literatim; marginalizedContinue reading “Nameless”

Epiphany

An ineluctable epiphany taints the morning air breathability, a noxious duality bearing curiosity and causality; too inquisitive to mould his nascent suitability, too unmoulded to warrant the necessity of equanimity; a purgatory of instability, his isolation and its unsustainability, embrace taciturnity or be silenced for all eternity; a boiling proclivity perturbs the surface of moralityContinue reading “Epiphany”