T'was words that captured meHow long ago now I don't knowAlways feeling in youPieces of meWord play sometimes goes that wayClever ruminationsThe abstractSometimes almost conjuringsI could feel and almost seeWoven layer on layerJoys and painsTethered escapesThough fiercely longed forYou...

my solemn is quietmy soul has slipped so far into my sanctuary I have been unable to speakit's not that I feel nothing I feel everything, maybe too deepfeeling like I forgot to talk or I forfeited the rightevil...

Kill each other over our religions    end other lives for what we believe    we've taken men      hung them right up there    for the color of their skin    right up in our tree  ...

Someone heard the explosionor maybe it was the sky cracking its own skull open.The air twitches.The ground gnaws.Everything vibrates like a nerve that refuses anesthesia. The glass on the floor is no longer glass.It is a swarm of mouths,crooked, trembling,chewing...