Poetry

In Terms of Space

Think about this in terms of space. Without stars to provide light, There is dark. But stars are born; The dark simply is. In terms of space, The dark is the default, And it goes on forever. The dark is eternal. ...as the light of the stars is guided through dark space. Think about this… Continue reading In Terms of Space

Poetry

Trying

I try. I try to do the things, the things other people do, do to feel right. Right? I try. I buy. They tell me to buy for myself. For myself, I share to try. I try. I try to share, but does anyone care, care to understand why, why I try, why I don't… Continue reading Trying

Poetry

My Secret

I have a secret. My secret is this: I can see into every universe there ever was and ever will be. I can see all possibilities and all their respective outcomes. And in every universe, every version of me will always choose you. Every day. Only you.

Poetry

Menace

Every so often, I like to imagine a trailer for a film that I would reboot or remake. If handed the keys to Lucasfilm, I would absolutely remake the Star Wars Prequels. Below is my imagined trailer narration, in poem form, for a remake of Episode I: The Phantom Menace. Can you guess which characters… Continue reading Menace

Poetry

Watching

It’s not the outside world I fear most; it’s the inside one, the one so near that disturbs me. Everything burns. The heart. The soul. The thoughts that can find no solace in a world drenched with blood and flame and not a cloud in the sky to rain down purifying waters so desperately needed.… Continue reading Watching