Afterlife

(in praise of immortality)

Modesty an understatement,
when eyes chance
to look askew...

Now I am Here!

As my spirit linger to watch you all cry, bringing flowers, as my body lay ice cold...

Jesus now steps to
The center of the Grotto
In front of the crowd
He will be proud...

Dragged in sight
hidden as depth the colour cries
a curse in the flesh
a disguise...

As always when in the initial throes
of writing what I strive to concoct viz
pièce de ré·sis·...

Dear lord
I hope you hear this prayer
For my hearts in
Such despair
Without...

dribbling with vermin
I disguise the movements
in despised tiny stitched on skin
you...

She has clawed her way to the surface, excavating the soil which she has hidden beneath for an innumerable...

“When you say to people you create your own reality,
Many become angry at such crudality.”
“...

There’s a hole in the air around me
A space, niche...abyss
A collective absence where you...

“There is a preacher who falls into the ocean,
He cannot swim, so it's all quite a commotion....

During the Eve a different calm awakens the moon.
She shudders in its tranquillity as an essence...

Although yours truly modest,
the only personal issue
I will lightly boast about
...