My dear friend, please come back to me. I have seen you lingering. But it has been so long since we intertwined the way we once did. It has been so long since your warmth coursed through my veins. The smile you inspired was so intoxicating to me, so contagious to the Observers. We once... Continue Reading →
Finding the Garden
I step inside... It is absolutely frigid. It seems as if the walls know too, clad in their stoic gray-blue semblance. I dare not run - it could spell disaster for myself and all of the other apparitions locked in here with me. Yet mayhaps the only way to know for sure, the only way to capture... Continue Reading →
Place of Thinking
This weekend, I visited Flagstaff, AZ where I went to university. I spent time with good friends that still live in Flagstaff, and forewarned them I just wanted to relax because I'm a busybody nearly every other day of my life. It must have been difficult for them because usually when you have guests, you entertain them.... Continue Reading →
All Systems Go
Sometimes you just don't know Sometimes you don't wanna know Sometimes it's your heart Sometimes you don't know where to start Take in the scene Take in the gentle breeze Don't worry if it's more Life doesn't stop for storms All systems go In a race for the stars Towards a new home A... Continue Reading →
The Cadence of Hope
The mechanical resonance that fills my bones has me cracking. Constructive frequency chips away at my shoulders and knees. Rejection to critique to the words that no one speaks that haunt me that makes my courage flee my visage disfiguring. This is not pretty. This is the ugly me. But I keep getting up,... Continue Reading →
The Mechanism
Here, inside the Mechanism, we all have our place. We are billions of data points, billions of simple machines, and together, we turn the gears inside the Pocket Watch. While one promotes Industry and causes great influx of revenue, another seeks to extricate himself of Currency. One works to feed the Mechanism, and the other... Continue Reading →
Patience Like Autumn
Waiting for inspiration to strike With lightning as the Archetype And this... This is my flaw Yes, this is the primeval turnpike I hasten to chase east winds, and ripe The pith... Such is the dawn This childish heart... seasons are the dike Patience like a typhoon and stipe And I... Not yet a shaw... Continue Reading →
December Rose 