Hear A Sonata

And transport yourself to an alternate dimension. Astral project from the warmth of your sleep. Stay safe, and receive plenty of rest. Trust no strangers. Think only of yourself and loved ones in dire circumstances. Breathe now, the weight has been lifted from your chest. No longer will vintage burdens prohibit progression.

Zeal Or Fear?

Looks like the old boy has come down with a case of the sniffles. Poor fella, he was looking as chipper as the sun is bright. Now he’s parked in bed and afraid to rise up again. Each new days brings a new sick patient. Each sick patient brings an infectious germ.

Patterened Movements

There is light in this depot. It never goes dark.

One Minute To Attack

She never apologized for the words that delicately cut road maps along his wrists. There will be no resurgence, the pair is spiraling towards extinction at terminal velocity. With the precision of a surgeon, he cauterized the wound. Adhere and heal. That is his only recourse.

Examination From Afar

What are you admiring right now? How far can you see?
Where are you headed? Who is hard at work on your brain?

Rehearse For Hours Only To Forget

In an alien nation run by no-good slackers, one must learn to adopt a natural sounding unhurried drawl, or else risk being ostracized by the community. Hello. Hullo. Hey. Hi. H.

Trial By Fire

Who among us will stand and face the heat?
Who can watch in silence as they turn to ash?
Who sings as smoke billows around them?
Who else is transfixed by flames licking air?

Sheets So Empty Still Keep Me Up At Night

There were days when I wondered, what’s the use? I would throw down the notes and vow never to start fresh on a new page. My lack of practice always catches up in time. I’m always turning to empty lines
for a chance to pen something better. Just to make it sound a little better. To finally string the correct words together.

Goading Suckers

Visual distortions frighten the uninitiated down to their cores. After collapsing in a heap on a stranger’s floor, he sleeps for hours, and the following morning is left to pick up his bones and begin anew. It is easy to become distracted when the stars appear aligned.

Able Not Willing

Why won’t these hands remain steady? They’re shaking so violently, they’re like hummingbirds humming. Fingers pound drum beats on arm rests, but these feet remain cemented to the floor.