The Dark Room
A dark room engulfs my person
Fright is my only companion
Every step, a step of shifting sand
I can only demand
For light, I shout
The bird of sound flies about
There are no walls
At least none within
The length of my extended appendage
There are nothing but one
The speaker of these words
Garden's Nightmare
An abandoned cottage became overgrown
All became invisible to green
The only evidence of existence
The only trace of being
Is a small lot
Though now a blot
There once was beauty
Once a color of red and yellow bright
Now a mineral of black and white
Fate's hand guides us all
The being guided me to this cursed place
Entering was beyond ones self
The sight turns you to color lost
Turned, I did
Left and right
Death lay on this land like morning dew
No hope exists in a place of comparison
Just a nightmare
My Ravens
Ravens are birds
There is no word
That can describe
Their impression
No need for action
For years
My life spent under
Their wing of darkness
My life a mess
I slept and ate
With their heavy bait
I am now at
The thin line of
Life's gift
Immobile and unswift
My bones
Made of glass
Times pass
Birds mass
I hear a chime
My body is no longer mine
A Lone Tree
A lone tree inhabited the hill
A lone tree without green
A lone tree, a brick house
Trees of fair stir to the wind
A las, this lone tree does not stir
No nest or nook or knot
All lives consumed by this lone tree
There is only one path of safety
Let the lone tree be
Mask of Hallow Evening
Hallow evening is my night of fear
For the mask comes out to scare
There is no blame to be passed
For none will last
The mask of the mind thieve
Colors of bright details marks
Yellow moons are prominent
To the marrow of ones shell
Its heart is the frame
Though not so lame
Peaks protrudes outwards
In hope of snagging
The next hopeless portrait
It's never snared my portrait
However, we are aware
The mask never misses
My frail sight
One in a year
That is all it needs
