He's just a cold old man
with a sign declaring...

Dark tones, brooding in submission,
Clarity of touch, staccato caresses...

In soft lamp glow I watch her white ghost move...
Toward me, dress rustling in gentle loving...

My soul cries for her,
Years eroded to ages...

In the flicker of the light
And the crackle of the flame...

13 April 2009
10:15pm...

March 22, 2010
12:07am...

She voted to maintain support sanctify him,
wanting to be protected from the terrors of his...

There is no morality
to the murder of innocents...

22 June 2009
9:43am...

No sublime chorus,
just a waltz...

"And what did you do then?!"
I shrug stoicly...