Tremor

Find the chasm sinking swiftly I slip into a sea of cynical sorrow Open the mouth of the devil softly Maybe I'll feel better tomorrow - Hear the vacant void of venture Sleeplessly singing servitude I'm a slave to the wiles of pressure Render my honor destitute - Cracks kill in this chasm A gaping …

If Wishes Were Fishes…You’d Still Be Here

I thought about you today. I'm not sure why it was so difficult to manage. Maybe it was the flashbacks to the Saturday we said goodbye. Maybe it was being asked what my favorite memory of you was. Either way I couldn't stomach it. You know I'm an open book. You know I don't usually …