The half cost of silence
is still overpriced
Each question unspoken
a chasm for vice
When blind to the moment
all vision exhausts
Each voice that is muted
— its own holocaust
(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)
The half cost of silence
is still overpriced
Each question unspoken
a chasm for vice
When blind to the moment
all vision exhausts
Each voice that is muted
— its own holocaust
(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)
Death sleeps in my bed
a lover untouched
Betrothed to my longing
a virgin as such
She waits for a signal
as time closes in
To open her wings
— and fly me to Him
(1st Book Of Prayers: August, 2024)
The whistle blowing
one last stop
Your ticket punched
— the gate unlocked
(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)
Many things
exist beyond
never
truly known
Every night
I die asleep
in dreams
left unatoned
Waking up
the weight’s still there
each breath
in labor bound
As voices live
within my ear
answers
— still unfound
(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)
Only heretics
will seek the truth
Against the grain
they find the proof
Pandering Angels
wings on loan
In fear of shadows
— where answers roam
(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)
We build these
big houses
to live in
one room
We craft
lengthy speeches
words littered
and strewn
We travel
great distance
arriving back home
And tell
many secrets
the truth
plainly shown
We quarrel
and fight
with the outcome
the same
We craft
newer rules
for the oldest
of games
We live and
we die
as our
forefathers did
While changing
but nothing
entrapped
— in the grid
(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)
We become
what we see
We become
what we make
As damned
or forgiven
We reap
or forsake
Both scripture
and sermon
Prophetic
command
Until saved
by the Word
Our spirits
— disband
(1st Book Of Prayers: August, 2024)
Does your secret life
define you
An image
not portrayed
Brush strokes darkened
pigments dyed
Your life force
oft betrayed
Do the secrets
keep you prisoner
Are the bars
each choice you make
The key to freedom
lost and gone
Alone with your
— mistakes
(Dreamsleep: July, 2024)
Don’t let anyone tell you
they can explain music
Inside the melody
— words fall short
(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)
Writing so many
hoping for one
Each step polemic
— path zero-sum
(Deamsleep: August, 2024)