Bosei: Nensho (tryanny: the burning)

Watching her…watching me. I silently slip into relentless agony As I continue to drift into chasms of desire, lust and sodomy Just like the famed model, she flaunts the fullness of her hair With long arduous blond waves, one cannot help but stare I am the loner, the yearner, the castaway in empty space The […]

Shotai (true colours)

..And this is the hallow place in which his pain resides Therein lies a garden blanketed in contour and contrast Whispering winds animating prickled similes of green Smeared in rainbow voices collected into invisible streams Drunken with sadness; lingering in this dark desolate place Watching broken leaves trickle along the stubs on his face A […]