Monthly Archives: February 2015

The clown.

The clown The slave The spectrum A tapestry of wounds A maze A cave A staircase beneath the whirlpool Snails in the crisp saddle of sorrow Slowly Dressing the walls Far away in the ear A guitar is hammering the … Continue reading →

You stain me with your stare I melt my corners with your breath Two sculptures rusting their shades Two stars colliding in despair Me, a tempest,  I unveil  soft spots for you You, a tornado, swirl over my skies We … Continue reading →