Poetry

Materialistic World

Journey into the depths of the enveloped mind, Travelling beyond the realms of this infinite grime. Holding on, To material things – Pretending, Changing your world for the better? Making you feel slightly bitter? As the credit card bills rip through the spine of your wallet. Saving for days of old. The end of the …

The Shadow Man

Catching it from the corner of my perspective. Turning around quickly to catch a glimpse. The shadow man who waits for it. “Show yourself!” Stop being a distortion of reality, causing a singularity. Hairs spiking through my spine, deafening the senses of this decaying mind. He stands at the foot of my bed; I arise …

The Digital Frontier

Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest & Gum, Reddit, The Gram and the holy grail of man – Google demands that you give a dam while eBay & Amazon pretend to hold hands. Businesses abusing advertising slots. Friends posting life material. Families getting personnel. Please! Just spend what you flipping can. The digital frontier has taking its hold. …

Spaceman

An extraterrestrial once said: “I feel like a spaceman travelling on edge with the fabrication of time pulling at my sledge.” I saw a spaceship built by a superior race who laugh at our conditioning by the greed of a few men. “What are you waiting for?” He asked with his huge head. “The masses …

Storm

Black approaching from the North Penetrating a meaningless worth Giving significance for all its concern. Granite waves Slowing to turn To unleash its power On all who mutter. Silent! Then the burn, Electric white From a different world. Run, Hide – Shelter in fear. Droplets pounding the ground, Infinite, Prisoned within Trying to escape a …

Meaningless Journey

Into the cold; into the wind; walking through the world of untold; mirrored by a forgotten soul. Finding self through life’s work to be told: “you need to unfold”. Into the heat; into the storm; discovering why life is old. Cracking skin, revealing life trying to stay within. Wafer-thin. Eyes trying to fold. Delicate and …

Into The Wind

Rolling over to you from a place of no consistency. Emerging into all places from what seems like no existence: persistence, resistance, a powerful delinquent. Filling any room with the fabrication of breath, taken for granted by life and dusty shelves. An energy-filled with movement, fulfilling this delusion of a mathematical conclusion that shows us …

The Change

As the feeling of old slowly creeps in, I wonder how life has become so wafer-thin. The sensation to feel is dying like a moment that defines the equation of a light bulb starting to dim. Slipping through the notion of getting a grin, seeing the pain of young sons trying to fit into a …