Burn The Witness

Burn the witness
Left alone on the haunted shore
They’ll swear
They heard the voices
Singing to them

A deep curse
Carved right through their home
Carcasses wash ashore
Sustaining them
Until those voices cease


A Door Remains Shut

A door remains shut
Thematically inseparable
From the general ordering a charge
Of his starving troops
They say the sound of war
Lasts longest
Until we all fall silent

The seconds tick by
Shallow graves
Dug by unseen hands
And the watchers
Become the watched
The haters
The hunted

A man’s last scream
A general tiredness
Of our senses
Our apathy apparent
To the woes
Wrought by us all

Tap your watch
And listen to its sound
Close your eyes
And imagine it stopping
When your grace falls short

A Visual Sensory Overload

In memory
Of a misstep
Of a servants cruel denial
Of a crucial beat
Of forgotten music

Simple affections
And blunt objects
Smashing wet cement
A visual sensory overload
Crafted from nothing
Turned into something

Look at the sky
And see what happens next
Each time will be different
And fit for us all

Circumvent My Selfishness

It is you I beg
To save me from myself
To circumvent my selfishness
And focus on the real

The man that wishes to sleep
Remembers everything
Anything that he could have had
Was not enough for him

You could have me all
If I let you
And I want to let you
But I can’t be repaired

If I could
I’d let you restart me
At least you could be sure
That nothing would falter

In these hands
Are the love you give me
But when the worlds collide
I question whether it is enough for me

The piano is playing now
The song remains the same
I’ll hand myself over to you
For another day

Life Leaves A Remembrance Card

There are days

Such as today

When the fear of death leaves me

And life leaves a remembrance card

On my doorstep

And I’m all too willing

To push that lack of fear

To its ultimate conclusion



But there are other days

When the thought of not existing

Terrifies me

Not being a living, breathing, thinking thing

I just can’t get my head around it


So I’ll focus on that

Fix the cracks

And wait for that good kind of fear

To return

Here I Am

Here I am

Looking into tomorrow
Without control
The drifting moments
Of today
Have lost their lustre
I’m letting go
That part of me
Born within time
Everything I looked at
Having been driven away
By the ghosts
Gone where they’ve felt free
From me
And staring at the brutal nature
Of the lonely path
As I wander aimlessly
Along the streets of shattered memories
The darkness
Beneath the starlight
Beckons my useless self
To drain away
These incessant tears
I formulate a plan
And greet tomorrow
With a faux-smile
And give away
The last of my memories
So that I can live anew