Our skulls will one day be as theirs
A rotting edifice
Those dreams and memories once held
That the bones hold no longer
2020
Blessed Mortality
They envy us
The gods
Every fleeting moment lived
Gives our final place in the order
We cannot fathom infinity
We lead with our mortality
A deed is done and made greater
Knowing that it may be our last
Moths
We do not kill
That which was our right
To take a life
But we abstained
However insignificant
A death should not be meted
Without just cause
Or the cause of conquest
Render Unto Entropy
I hold that small comfort
That even the stars share our mortality
That the heavens are not eternal spheres
Mocking in their perpetual solitude.
Unintended Consequences
Cut from the light
Nothing can shine here
No glitter from a soul
No absolution
Tragedy’s Stain
The conqueror will hold this place
Born of darkness
And the death of the countless
Becoming our god
Flicker
Feel that ancient terror
Creep across your skin
Stifle your voice
And chill your bones
Undertow
This is a shrine
To the best intentions
The great redesign
For which we are the indemnitee
Empty Nest
I watched the robin nest
As I entered the den
Of the lions
I wish them well
They wish to take my life
Involuntary
Bubbling miasma in the void
From which I sprung forth
To grasp at the promise of existence
To my lament
Paradox 