They told me happiness was mine for the taking But they did not tell me that my heart was a garden That I would need to tear out sorrow...

The stars kept their council But the space between Beckoned The endless caress of longing

Who conceived these pieces that bleed for so much the world cannot make? If I was a creature made to drink mercy speak beauty Why does it...

I wore, For better or for worse Every thought that caught my eye and every shade of darkness that might catch yours And every groove into...

Quite child Don't you know How dangerous is here? The puppet shells All those before Have raised you in good cheer Hush child You have...

Howl Poesia! Wanton saint of tooth and claw Recount! And sing of all the seas have taken In mem we ran And martyrd stars Please Rend for...

I found a garden made of memories Where nothing new could ever grow And though the thorns and vines were weary I worked my hands into the...

It feels like the last one Like the one that really breaks But I wish I could remember If it always shakes this bad Or if its Ragnarok...

As a boy I was silent And leaves Of night-time winds and rustled pages In a flashlight glow of whispered Wonder At the edifice of...

The thrumming note beneath the soil Vast stones begin to strain Great terra, firm, in natal toil Pulse quickens, spark to flame Bashir...

The woods breath in time A chorus of the wind in waves No voices Yet you are here with me Unchanging I will carry you, little ghost, in...

I looked inside In hopes to find The central core and font And through the brambles Beasts and fire I approached the throne of want The...

This was written as part of an ethnographic assignment in 2015. Left mostly unaltered except for a word choice I thought better of Up...

Heights are depths turned inside out What's relative made place I architect in borous lines A builder, drunk on space

Walking widdershins a path of mist Tread grass in gyre, faerie circle To Know in flesh and body's speech The patters eyes occlude

The tragic dance plays light and lilting, doth woo the hearts entwined down paths whose bends no foot can tread ensured. Great Pan makes...

When I wrote this I imagined it entirely as something performed live. The idea of recording that was a bit unsettling so I wrote it out...

What's begun is never finished And frankly Rarely started

For every sun, a moon And silver starlight often shows The seeds that sunlight cannot grow

I thought, I'm better off without me An existential casualty Without that fire to burn me up I knew that untilled ground would freeze...