Back upon the ashen fields of whispers and
the soft touch of romance...

***Written for Singthesorrow's poetry contest, but...
He was the moon...

Power on;
reset...

Sick lightning thrashed,
And drum beat rain drowned my head...

***This site needs a few more categories of...
It's blurring out of sight...

*** I love a girl I've met once, and lives...
Snake in the grass...

Dreary mists,
skull n' bone road blocks...

A howl for moons
of fluorescent dusk...

*** Words in a format that describe feelings of...
Touch me...

Suicide in lily's cove,
with the twinkling blanket of stars...

Hail the fake angel Eve,
pretend virgin and mother cheat...

Every breath, remedied from Her lungs,
is a midsummer night's breeze...