Mine Eyes

Sing forth the treasons, the seasons have been sung long before revolting – D minored the winter, G majored the spring… Beh, the seasons never heard these grovelling breaths, but sucked them deaf up. Give lung to the unbreathed rumors squat below the bridge, these tumors unskinned, revealed pulsing on our red, white – blue […]

At the hands of poisoned ivy

That vile stench has risen once more. Fields lain fallow with ash and bones,that last witness buried, now bleach intolerant, take to their long and dormant seed, revive a reviled germination and brute harvest, heedless of the hand, the plow, the urgent need of remembrance grown. In sanguine rain through sag wire, this clod dirt […]