A wild door, a shadow of a door; I see the golden nob, rusty hinges from top to feet With demons and angels on either side Smoke-filled emotions gliding in-between the flat perimeter of its beam “It’s a strange way to walk into”, said HE Though the heart desires and vainly seek to inhabit every … Continue reading Door


Run Away TruthS

  Rats! Really? Who asks the question? that floats aimlessly in the air of an empty office   Office! Really? The empty question on overflowed minds “Oh where is thy truth?”   “Was it lost, perhaps, in the sea of morphine, dopamine and expired saline that has become thicker than blood?”   Probably, I assume … Continue reading Run Away TruthS