A new Eden awaits
just down the road.
At the rocky junction between
mending love and restful nights.
Beyond the crossing of hardships,
winding down from an outgrown pain.
Moving past familiar shadows
dispelled in the headlights.
Driven by a new-found soundness of spirit,
arriving at that quiet becoming.
Met by the life affirming sight
of birds gliding across twilight.
Mar 6
Mar 6, 2026 at 4:58 PM UTC
I woke up to my failures,
twenty years in the making,
with little to show for it,
but a soul, spent from aching.
A parade of memories
laying siege to my head,
singing songs of what if,
of what should be instead.
Like a walking eulogy
for a past unreconciled,
I traced my way back to Eden,
not knowing what I would find.
Half expected the ruins
of domestic normalcy—
not the penitent ghosts
that found purchase in its vacancy.
I dreamed of lost joy,
spilling past the threshold,
found only uprooted sorrows,
withering in soil, far too cold.
Not the prodigal welcome
a boy would have wished for,
no reprieve to be gained,
from a home that's been long gone.
Jan 14
Jan 14, 2026 at 9:28 PM UTC
How deep the cross has sunken,
bogged down in mire, blood sodden.
Tarnished idols, silver wrought,
Pittance price for heaven bought.
None now kneel, on rotten pews,
flock of many, gone like dew,
candles flicker, dimming light.
Mother church, bespoken plight.
Beyond those gilded marshlands,
Here, where waves meet darkened sands,
the ground bones of gods long gone,
raised the dunes we orphans roam.
Prowling barefoot, starless nights
eyes accustomed, gone the lights,
free from shadows, safe from sin,
the shame, banished from within.
Sep 23, 2025
Sep 23, 2025 at 8:29 PM UTC
How does she do it?
How can she stand me?
I’ve driven needles through her heart,
so many times.
I’ve scorched the earth, choked the skies,
Still, she takes me back.
I’ve let her wither in my silence,
and the coldness of my voice.
I’ve let the worries feast upon her,
but see her smile when I get home.
She’s known such cruelty from me,
and given none in return.
Still, where the world might see little,
She finds in me the whole world.
Nov 3, 2024
Nov 3, 2024 at 1:14 AM UTC
Among twilight-tinted clouds, she roams.
on a trip, so overdue, back home.
Over dew-lined hills of green, she leapt,
unbeknownst to us who thought she slept.
Long removed from time and place, she stood,
spinning tales, recalling names that no one could.
Every month, he'd bring her flowers to her bed,
making up for things he'd done, things he said.
She was lucid for a while when we'd come by.
But I'd catch her staring blankly at the sky.
I was sad I got to see them ever less,
But I was glad they didn't know me as this mess.
Every day I'd go to Grandma's and play kid,
and she'd go looking for us, laughing, as we hid.
Aug 27, 2024
Aug 27, 2024 at 11:39 PM UTC
The sum of the toil will pay up,
You'll see once I'm set free.
My name, in their voices, uttered.
You'll hear once I'm gone from here.
My words on the shelves and headstones,
You'll read and the warnings heed.
Once I've doused these seeds with my blood,
You'll see how they'll turn to me.
Until then, I'll remain the unknown, the weird,
one more lamb in the field, one more cog in the wheel.
Apr 8, 2024
Apr 8, 2024 at 10:49 PM UTC
With unfazed gaze, we've stared,
through screens, their screams, we've shared.
So weak, our wills have fared
when to those flames compared.
The moonless skies now lit,
another throat found slit.
Averted hearts are split,
as one more school gets hit.
For those who hold the reins,
know not of grief or pain.
Unmoved their souls remain
while ruin begins to rain.
So how are we to act?
against odds forever stacked,
In service to the fact:
The world's being bled, ***** sacked.
Feb 26, 2024
Feb 26, 2024 at 10:20 PM UTC
The rinsed-out certainty of facts,
The played-out character of acts.
Our milled down thoughts, our weighted pasts,
Have left us barren, hardened hearts.
We’ve long sought hope beyond the pale,
We've mused all arts to no avail,
And all our senses we've assailed,
But barring some, we've all but failed.
So few found solace from our plight,
And went to God, in all His spite.
Fewer still found truth in rites,
And chanting songs by candlelight.
While others longed for all things bright,
The gilded, minted, stacked to height,
They found a crueler side to light,
Akin to Icarus in flight.
Like them, asunder our hopes lay,
Aspiring, writhing, in dismay,
All meanings lost within the hay,
Abound with needles, prickly, stray.
Jan 25, 2024
Jan 25, 2024 at 1:45 PM UTC
To the boldness of them!
may it never end.
Those who go in blind,
trusting you'll be kind.
Those who'd gift their souls,
for others' hands to hold.
Those who leap and hope,
someone grips the rope.
To you brave of heart
muses to all art.
For whose love is raw,
I remain in awe.
Jan 8, 2024
Jan 8, 2024 at 11:41 PM UTC
I found you in the creaking of my bones,
In the plastered walls of my being,
mended, restored.
I found you at the creases of my mind,
like an heirloom, lost to time,
among memories we've treasured.
I found you as the soft breeze,
Giving breath to my halls,
longing, gentle.
I found you at the roads I walk,
like heartlines from your palm,
from which to trace a way back home.
Jul 5, 2023
Jul 5, 2023 at 10:37 PM UTC