I was murdered. Stoned alive. By the judge and executioner Of Silence. Bled to the bone I am dry Lost and forsaken to darkness As only the punished can be. I walk among My demons Their heavy cross of confusion Mine alone to bear. I plead I beg I push against The rock that encases … Continue reading Resurrection


Lonely Roads #3

On the train heading back from Toronto. Did a solo three-day stint. Been a while since I've been home. A friend needed my support. Death has touched the inner circle again and my purpose was a welcome diversion. Looking into the milky gray of the watery sunset, seeing the rolling fields of almost-green, and naked … Continue reading Lonely Roads #3