Sand and Dust
Jul 9th, 2012
We are nothing to the horizon. Then over the edge, and then some And for the reasons of forgetting. We leave nothing unseen, nothing unsaid. Too late, and then some is the arrival of oblivion for this planetary adolescence. More and more and more, it is the erosion of our humanity, that we’re living with. Like a dull weight making …
Murmurs
Dec 7th, 2011
At the bottom, where everything is slowly wasting away. There’s an ecstasy in the fire on which we all do stand. The nothing is the most, and the only thing that can hurt. This dreadful lack, this incredible mind. How we dare, we do this. We build, on love this holy temple. I love you through all my lives and …