Rigor Mortis

Rigor Mortis

Haunting and whimsical the drooping state of rigor mortis has stolen the nectar from my flowers; leaving the bouquet in a state of prolonging misery. The numbing bite of melancholy; a poignant reminder of my idle neglect; A mature endeavor collapsed by mutual disrespect. Like a photo I hold dear, I will cherish the times where we were [...]

[Love]

[Love]

[Love] is undefined yet also lucid; a tragic fire that burns yet a calm salve that soothes. Buried with these feelings, this “thing” called [love], many will succumb, drown while I resuface, come up for air as it finally takes hold. We attempt to define [love] but living things can never be so dreadfully singular. [...]

void-less

void-less

When our lips met, Instead of euphoria I felt more empty than ever conceivable. A hollowed-out husk, my mind wanders as my body remains in play. Detached as you conquer and caress, I cannot remember when I truly felt OK. Passion has become diluted, estrange as you demand for more. My misery is overcome by your [...]