Words that are used
to fit the Thought...

My starkest moments
have not been recorded, yet...

I mourn innocence
trapped within my youthful faith...

Word of your coming reached me far too late
did not halt the binding promise...

Often I blink back the years
To yesterdays stories...

Feel this Amulet of desire,
Know this Amulet of security...

795, an Ode to Mom and Dad
If I could turn back the calendar...

Why do I connect
with ruins of people lost...

She skirts her raft at the edges of the vortex,
Seeking the faces of those who are drowning...

Ire
rising...

Fall asleep to find a girl in my bed;
it is not the first time she's here, yet...

I speak to you in ancient words
Straight from my heart, nay...