waking from sad dreams
wanting only numbness
or an empty road to cry
haunting rejection
disconnected emptiness
grey skies welcome me
tears leak the ache
i’ve yet to name


a musing

were it not
for my little angel
i would surely fall
into the final hellfires
too much pressure
for either to bear
i wait til she’s asleep
and dip my feet
in charon’s stream

rosh hanikra


a dark consciousness
poetry forming within
longing for daylight