Final Rattle

Dark child What sickness awaits beyond your perfect lips? It must be difficult to conceal the darkness that lurks behind your smile. But, Just as hard, is my task to balance these feelings of sorrow with the joy of your touch Deeply wounded I now know what I must do What mission I must completeContinue reading “Final Rattle”

Five Days Gone

Five days gone in search of my sanity After dozens of bottles searched it eludes me still The song of the dragon calls to me taunts me weighs heavily on my eyes The surface of the bar against my cheek is blessedly cool as I take my leave I smile For my time has comeContinue reading “Five Days Gone”