Dawn in your waking eyes, dusk in your dying eyes. Our eyelids peel in daybreak and embrace in nightfall.   There was an aurora of tears in your dusking eyes. Now a velvety blackness behind those fallen eyelids.   Now a death-like still in those tear-wells. Now a life-like rush in bulging...

Look what a hot ember it is! Dipped into a fiery horizon from which hell screams, torching a bleeding cold blue sky.   The barricade of night, thawed into a limp mold can no longer hold a form upheld by nocturnal façades.   Tis’ a day of new beginnings. Why...

“I’m dead inside,” you say. Like a graveyard at midnight.   No mourners here to trod untrodden paths by your headstone.   Soulless and moonlit, an empty body, a starless night sky.   Heretic prayers, unheard, fall on silent winds.   I call your name, wordless in my incantation.   I yearn to feel you breathe inside me.   Take this lifeless carcass and...