a derelict daredevil, deflectinfamy of wordless faith he genuflect on his denialsordid truth he was a cruel beingbut the ladies look on and keenhis arrogance shine as a thousand starswith a wink in his eyes, wicked thoughts were delivereddeep...

In the ancient dimness of the forgotten inn,a silver cylinder slept upon the table,cold as moonlight trapped in metal.The wooden beams whispered untold stories,and a lone mosquito, stubborn as fate,traced restless circles through the air. Curiosity, that flame that never...

  Some bridges are never meant to be crossed, again  They’re left to the wear and tear of weather and time   And though I used to carry matches and dynamite          Some things just are better left unsaid and behind      Sometimes it’s...