Wolfing down Lapping up Hungry maw Open cup O'er flowing Tangle foot Brambles broken Tied in knots Roots below Sky above Crying out...

A machine-man brought to life. Built in a world submerged. Industrial. Used. But brought to life by something unexpected. The spark, like...

set for liftoff get these machine parts moving right these wrongs reset these bones somehow eldritch someone silent something wicked this...

The Rewound Heart Bleeding backwards Into a dying sun Waning crescent Descending crescendo Cascading energetic cycles Data still backing up Collapsing, I just hit reset Still moving back in time Such sanguine words Flushed with color Of how with cheeks like fired coals I found my feelings grown And now in ascending order Listing wonders of your garden How in sunlight flowers towered How in darkness you still glow Scattered orbits like electrons The pitter-patter pattern start

Like a ton of bricks Like a waterfall Like an avalanche Just say the word I gather my dry heart Like sticks primed for the kindling I pray there will be sparks I wish you'd see me different I hold this torch and hope That it casts me in a better light Worth a chance or just a try Worth making an offer I bite my lip the thousandth time Your beauty still unfathomable I hold my tongue in spite Of the way you make my brain light up Of the fire you might yet ignite Of the shadow w

She was the first thought. Waking. Walking in the void. Image or idol or maybe a whisper. Voices. A melody across the deep. And so he dreamt the world. Orbit. He set the stars to spinning. Galaxies flashed like neurons. Beauty. Nova blossoms blooming. And so the emptiness was filled up. Earth. The rocks, the rivers, rain. Oceans against the shoreline. Thunder. Echoes of a sudden flame. Promethean the spark was made. Life. A breath beneath the waters. Splinters of light

Fever Pitch Fever pitching Voices rising Season for Witching Toiling, boiling, brewing Klaxons blaring, houses burning Stirred up all...

All these unnecessary plateaus Every one of these I can't let goes Stop gap and pass through How I wished you'd fall for me Without...

We sometimes get caught in our own web. Afraid to let go of past trauma or present mistakes or the fear of the future being a repetition...

Trying to focus on dreams worthy of pursuing and keep yourself from getting discouraged. It can be hard to find that balance between hope...

How many of us are slaves to our dreams? Even when things seem to be moving forward and firing on all cylinders we can find ourselves...

Say less Pursuant Pursuing a sound Windswept Constant Melodies that echo down A sheltered shadowed place Chambers twist like valves A...

What happens in a world where love is a commodity and we are forced to sell ourselves like products? Cut out the vulnerability, brush...

As we grow older memories distort, growing more exaggeratedly vivid in some ways, more dull in others. Music and smell are the two things...

Different people thrive under different conditions. Sometimes we meet someone or spot someone who doesn't seem to belong where they are....

If there's anything physics teaches us it's that the very act of measuring something, of observing it, of discovery itself, changes...

The Rock Echoes of this piecemeal thunder Crushing clanking gears of stone Unwieldy chains like words unspoken The ungodly strong...

Love is like a force of nature. No matter how long humanity has existed we have had different ways of symbolizing love. Across endless...

Exhaustion sometimes over takes us and our dreams are the only relief. But what are dreams? Visions of other worlds? Other lives? The...

Is anything more misunderstood than love? We carry our torches, keep our crushes secret and even when we finally take the plunge it...