For the day that’s in it
Poetry
Darkness Descends
Alone now, darkness descends in meSomething tries to make amendsNo perception, nothing to feel or seeDemons rise like crowds in the mind of me Screaming faces I can’t reconcileEach one from me I cannot hideMaybe those that once I knewOnes I loved and that loved me too But alone now deeper still and endless nightUnlike […]
Spontaneous Laughter
I was sitting late one night recently when spontaneous laughter came on me from a source that I can only say was not me. At least it was not me that I typically refer to as me.
There Is No Time
There Is No Time, things just is you see, In the house of my mind where the child I did be. Seconds, minutes, hours, days, structured things, Are merely of my mind, man’s creation brings. Tempus fugit! my old man used to say. Nothing left to the world but my thoughts this day