• Dreamweaver

    I have ideas

    About the chapters in my book

    And sometimes I make plans

    But the best storyteller I know

    The skilled dream weaver

    Artist of life

    Veil of secrets

    Is the universe

    The ultimate creator

    And destroyer

    That force you feel mixing in the air

    Wondering which way

    The magic will blow

  • Body To Corpse

    The following poem was inspired by a Serial Killer.

    I hack
    And slice and chop
    Like a kid
    Syrup sliding down my wrist
    Power sponged in the creases

    I tell them to stop dripping their tears
    On my cement floor
    And clawing for their life
    As I lure it away

    Time wavers
    Their eyes drip into clouds
    Nothing left inside

    The moment dissolves
    As I shiver
    With blood love