Kindled

Star Light

Galaxy’s snapshot preserved for those eyes, this moment
Transposing the beauty of Andromeda’s outstretched arms

Halloween Haiku

Knife a scary face
Gut me, pull out thy innard
For I am pumpkin

Wanderer – Halloween Special

Goose bumps and short hairs standing on end.
Petrified, you can’t look back.
As if doing so, all is real.

Painting Through Pain

Every painting is a piece of me
Coupled with a feeling of identity
The soul of sorrow painfully poured
onto my palette

Running on Empty

Running on empty,
With nothing left to give.
Smiling,
Weights on each corner.
A fragmant of my former self,
A starved ghost. Barely me.
Turned to autopilot,
Coasting with fumes.

That Heavy Feeling

I’m older now, aged decades in years.
Not so naïve to the way we cover our sorrow with smiles.

Beauty of the Tattoo

Color saturated flesh. Needle point.
Art come alive on this human canvass

I Don’t Know How Nobody Ever Told You

Rip out a heart with your perverted ignorance
Kill a journey where it could have ended kindly
Spewed entrails of emotion

Bleeding Heart

Drip
Drip
Dripping
Of the bleeding heart

Nihilistic Frame of Mind

Close your eyes
Count to one
That’s how long forever feels