Category Archives: Poetry

Burning Bright

Burning up and burning bright; Fleeting and momentary Like stars blinking out of existance. A flickering candle; A passing ghost. A whisper in a corridor; A passing fancy, Withering like a flower torn from the root. Pouring everything out- The lungs that have forgotten how


All those creepy little places that I have been; does it really ever end? I traded all my nepenthe in and learned the hard way that good people never win. I listened to the fiddle player in the field, and sold my soul for a