…you are the difference You don’t have to make a difference, you are the difference. Each atom of your being plays house and home, swapping in and out

This is not a poem Every bone, though not broken sticks out sorely. As the angry sun raged through the dusty afternoon I have sat here for long observ

Calm funerary monuments tramples the parched ground of this deserts. The recoiled shadowy boredom submerges this incautious verziere of dreams. Again

Where Her Demons Go, We Will Follow (Symphonic Black Metal), DivinumX ‘tis the time of night when your love struts With a mixed perfume of musk and ha

My skin crawls my face falls my heart shrinks; You’re at it again. Your voice unheard your tales unread the laughs unshared; You’re at it again. Shame

I’m not a real boy; I am flighty, honest, lacking in manly wiles. But I love like a man. Fiercely, sacrificially, open, fragile. jealously, possessive

Tonight the moon dances with laziness; As well as beauty On the cushions of many who dream. With its dull light like a distracted hand It caresses the

Listening to my alter ego I forget my wishes It is not nice When the choking gray blue Of that life sentence Under the yoke of the wind Is not a choic

Everyday, at every night You can’t break me down I won’t surrender In the stillness of the night I hear you all too well But I will not open my eyes I

Maybe Tomorrow (FunkyGemini) Maybe…tomorrow My eyes are the dew On the wet grass They see only the hand placed On the page of the rain Where the thinn

Last Night There’s never been a night I wanted to whisper in your ear more Than I did last night. I wanted to shape the cold breeze, And the pattering

The Fountain is dancing to the beat and I watch it cheerfully. It sways to the left, right, and into my shallow hilarity. I never laughed that way to