He was unheeded, happy, and near to the wild heart of life. He was alone and young and wilful and wildhearted, alone amid a waste of wild air and brackish waters and the seaharvest of shells and tangle and veiled grey sunlight. Jon Krakauer
Nettles only sting at the obliviousThe awaretear them down to the root Funnel youthNarrow the alleyNeglect truthGather a malady Indolent responsesObserve oblivion Expectations have a time and a place Out on the farmyou expect to see shitBut coming out your mouthI've had enough of it Weekly Theme:Lost PhoneI lost my phone, which held weeks of … Continue reading Observe Oblivion
Haiku 3 vital is the minda plateau acquired tasteLatent the mind's eye Rapture a Mind Rapture a mindonce lost in shortA journey to finda kind comfortThe life worth lossin comfort contests Rapture a mindonce found in lengthUnneedy of grindan apparition dear meantThe ripe lifting skyheld in place by mountain delight Rapture a mindin a time, … Continue reading Rapture a Mind & Haiku 3
Break Down Placid is noneall disturbeddistorteddestroyed Waves continue to ripplesHard breeze divides, brushing soft All is movement, nothing stops Rich heads She walks inside meIn a cool driftA heavenly scent of rosesAn angelic faceWith such a wicked smile The beauty in her silenceWith those well spoken lipsTo step a wordAnd toe no wrong but truth … Continue reading Rich Heads & Break Down
Torture Knowledge once spokenis scaped in aweThe world was fed a tokenthen left ignored Eve Once upon an eve weatheredI stay awake the nightTo see the stars have their warsOnly to be defeated Their nemesisShone brighter that mornBrighter than it ever had With a vast cackle across the night skyThe sun opened it's wide wingsTo … Continue reading Torture & Eve
The Twisting Tail 