Annularity

At the ineluctable end of his penannular path, he glares into the blackened filth of the gap, now merely six feet deep; never satisfied, nor fulfilled, nor complete Unrested grains of sand felled at the edge, presaged his harrowing horizon; he’ll close this opening, this rift, this gift, a final offering to the aedicula beckoningContinue reading “Annularity”

Life is beautiful

Life is beautiful, or so they say, poetry in motion; he could only play along amidst the throng, imitating the art around him; an æsthete desperate for a glimpse through the framed roses; a forger cutting paint with turpentine, diluting delusions to bear the greyscale that taints his perception; he can only see a masterpieceContinue reading “Life is beautiful”

Obtusion

Obreptitious obtusion, a brume blurring periphery, turbid blinders marshaling the focus of roaming attentions; phosphenes dancing for distraction, a seductive temptation to engage mental vacuity; his defense mechanism hiding horrors and masking merriment – horrors in their own right; zoomorphologically thrusting his head into the sands of time, waiting for the remains of his bodyContinue reading “Obtusion”