With cold dead hands, a ghost I am to you alone now.   With cold dead hands that are unseen, unfelt, and unanticipated.   With cold dead hands, my visits unknown to you making you shiver, and lips embalmed in ice.   With cold dead hands, I will call on you to feel your...

Profound Walking, meeting curvature of shoulder, telepathies, sought after by secret selves – A world so cold, seemingly too old.Hoping to find hope Like the ellipsis of planetary bodies touching dark side apogees suspended in the stillness of relativities and velocities To know there is dreaming is to know there is meaningJust as...