Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Notes Toward an Unhinged Manifesto vol.2

ipso facto
Stilted I walked
A twisted mass of grey
Shot through with color
At odd points
But unpainted by the flames
And untainted in their eyes
Made was I and broken
By the hands of a laughing god.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Notes Toward an Unhinged Manifesto

canto unum
Such were things
That the weight of the world
Lifted me not
From the strings of fire lost
Or the hills of desire and lust
For that which had dissolved
In time.