Poetry

We stand at the edge of lifeWishing to savour the last of the timeWe have in this loopThough we see […]

I am running down the edge of the moonlit road.My back is sore and my legs are heavy.My fingers will

The Haunted and the Hunted Shadows dance across the roomas I walk upon this dusty floor,mere specters that come too

Crash at Intersection 2 on June 16, 2005 I always thought it would sound like a screaming crunch,like aluminum cans

The Knight’s Legend Seventy years of his life spawns aflashback in the backgroundas he sips a cup of coffee in

COMMUNE ENEMY NO.1 My newly assigned caravan welcomes mewith hotel chocolates on the pillow, which,on closer inspection, are droppings of

Ephesus Unleaded and Diesel Christmastree farmsome daysher savior appears gracelessfrom plateattends day serviceand the night masskeeping options open polymer barrier who’s insidethe mascot

The future. I’m driving from work.it’s three on a friday. I’m onthe naas road, coming uptoward the new red cow

THANK YOU FOR YOUR CANCER A missing piece catches a curious eye.Crutches clacking on dirty tile floor,A single boot follows

LIGHTS AWAKE Street lights awakeas dusk blushesacross the cloud cover. Silhouettes mergewith nightfall,and shadows teasea monster under the bed kept