Tripartate of the Question

Quiet questions and quieter answers

 minds morph

you asked for madness, requested
Eternity in return, to never again
bleed on the Earth’s hot scalp
your beating spine
you quashed normality and the paths
to simplistic happiness

if only to breath clear waters
and know at no cost to anyone
The whys and whats of it all.


A great plan or game has
been enacted and the players
exist unaware of the horizon but followed
numbers, omens,
Loves from beyond


you hear yourself amid melodic static 
a radio, when you were in fact you were
shivering against a closing wall
professing for past lives chaos
till the harmony returned to silence 

Visual Tension

Trumamesque endeavours in moonlight
Angels in the crop circles                                   arrivals 
Holy whispers Ascending one by one as living things


◄ Suicide in a Hall Of Mirrors

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