untimely division haunts my visionsecreted with pain I'm hiddenthe world doesn't touch in my kingdoma beautiful culture rich with historyis demonkind halted understanding they are lovelywe forget or don't understandthey are loyal and have valortheir image is tarnishedmarred by...

Sundial across water to the dark hills seeking solace in solstice rhymes and sunken Heavens beneath my feet   Hope slowly swims as dementia moving softly upstream promenade lights enfold into lighthouse wombs, not everything born has to shine   Dark clouds hang as an executioner's smile across harbour...

The silly minutesrage by like afalling cuckoo clock.Dilapidated dreams arebent and burnt likeautumn leaves.Fuck the cliches.Time hurts, like agaping wound.Hold it close, andvalue every precioussecond.