Wax-Covered Communication
I tried to save you from the world,
but I was too slow.
I tried to put up walls for you.
In places you didn't even know.
But now I'm sitting by myself,
while you're out there on your own.
Wax-covered communication.
On the telephone.
I tried to save the world from you.
The light says to go.
I hope you crash into the wall,
that I built to help you grow.
I am surrounded by my boys.
...
Friday 14th October 2016 6:09 am
Epiphany
A black pen, a worm chewing through
wood, waiting for flesh.
Crunching its way through shadow.
Candle wax on skin
setting hard in its way.
A flick of the wrist
and the ink scratch stains.
Trying to find a way
to communicate with vision.
Spew out, eat up, digest, reset.
Calculating the way with mind
set to epip...
Friday 1st March 2013 12:31 am
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