Monday, March 17, 2014

Of Reality and Fantaseas

Perchance to Dream of Electric Sheep

Fuzzy as dreams
seen from miles away - 
Trapped within the seams
of who I am but cannot say.

'Snared in a fortress so digital, 
analog won't let me go.
Yet - like a lost boy so mythical,
I wait. For a yesterday, I do not know.

World, Out of Focus 

Writer's Note: Re-edit of an older piece to attain a proper abab rhyme scheme. An ode to feeling out of place, an ode to time, out of joint.

Sunday, March 9, 2014

Of Sticks and Stones, and Broken Bones


The sticks and stones are broken,
and the dirt is in your eye
but the heart has spoken
and it will ne'er die
Fright(ful) night
When love was lost