Falling Free

My house of index verses falls By wind of whispered temptations My mind is full of doors and walls Round void without termination   I fall then as pall whistles death By shames screech my ending calls It whistles louder as I fall But I have not stopped falling yet   Without any ground on […]

Imperfectly Perfect

Vengeful eyes enthroned in judgement Whiplashes and blood spatter draw his gaze Because my whole life is an offense I pray “recount the error of my ways,”   I try to win his smile I’ve tried and tried I thrash, fresh wounds! upon the wall more blood! I cannot draw his smile, my blood has […]