William H

Would you die for your country then?
No, but for my countrymen
a thousand times would not be enough
kill me thus, I’ll still stand up.
Would you die for your flag
waving proudly on the sta…

His quarry wasn’t far.

The tracks were evenly spaced, soft indentions in the mud. They spoke of a slow walk, a prey that was unconcerned.

His father had taught him to hunt. Had showed him…

What does my lover love?
Not me I’m sure.
He hasn’t whispered my name
since he called me a whore.

Why does my suitor leave?
He only does it to suit his needs,
to be home before dark
to…

The sun is an eye
that doesn’t blink
come, sweet
let’s show it our love

I would not think it bold
if God were made to know
what a soul
is worth

So let’s show the sun
what it’s miss…

I am God
isn’t that odd?

Behind this flesh facade
Eternity nods

Prove that I am a fraud
You cannot;
So I must be God

I do not see
how I could not be
this God of which we speak
F…

here is a truth we all must cherish
all things in time do perish
are swept away to a cold blank sea
that lies at the shore of our being
but there is another truth we do not see
one that gr…

Come home,
sweet helen,
come home
it’s late and I’m all alone

Mother, sweet mother
went with another
a man named Levi
a stickler for the rules

He said I was wrong
Didn’t take my mo…

this talk of growing old
seems a bit premature
and something in the way he smiles
tells me
it’s only the
overture

the music swells
there goes my heart
the lights dim
i see him
brav…

To the dark places let us go
myself and I
and see what things today we find

to the hollow in the heart
we will step
to see what wild flowers grew

what learned to breathe
in the damp …

By the river where tears float down
to the bottom of the sound
I wept for three mothers
who had passed on the morrow
when thunder with his applause
watched motions of a fall
where two fig…

Janie hung her father today
with a noose of love and sacrifice
I believe the poor man died
because his pleas of mercy would not suffice
to curb Janie’s appetite.

She wished to swallow th…

Mine was a brief existence.

I was Madeline and I was Henshaw, and for a few hours I was something of a sum and something greater. It was not a life that I had, but I did exist, if only for …

The panic button has gone slightly mad .
Yes, I do believe it has.
It presses itself night and day.
You’ll find our nerves are slightly frayed.
For we fear our dear machine
knows not exac…

Last night we lay side by side
I cupped your body with mine
And I placed my left hand
on your navel.

The right I put on the left
I felt the rise of every breath
And I knew my body lived…

If you must,
love me wild

Stand on no firmament
Call it no name
Let it be a scream
between you and me

Surrender to no master
Play at no game
Let every kiss
be quiet despair

Have…

in between shadow
and the pillar of the sun
an old monk sits down

he speaks but little
every word a small truth
raindrop on the sand

he says

the oak is stoic
it is reaching for t…

To Our Head of Research and Development:

You may be curious to find my transpondence in this format, namely the symbolic use of markings that the humans call the ‘alphabet’ in order to repl…

We’re not so different
you and I
two hands, two feet
two eyes
at times proud, at times terse
the best in us and the worst

Our gods aren’t so different
yours or mine
the one from Nazar…

The way she typed, I knew I was going to have to break up with her.

You know the way most people type, right? Four fingers on the keyboard, thumbs at the spacebar; left hand has got the "asd…

The picture, in the canvas,
regards its painter.
Indigo eyes, dead pigments
yet living form.
And what cruel brushstroke,
gave life to a sinner.
Forever displaying her breasts.

The elit…