Wednesday, April 27, 2022

Liar's Gospel

I choose to lie because

I wish to void

the imperfection of being.

Flawless vistas compel 

inexorable subterfuge.

It is a perpetual battle

against becoming vestigial.

Every lie a jewel,


capturing riches. 

Thursday, April 07, 2022


In tones of night and honey

I'm sap flowing over clocks' hands

which tempers time sweet and sticky.

With firm strokes I swim 

beauty's sea cresting... 

Her eyes glint

deep below 

like shark's teeth

mocks moonglow.