The man I use to be Feel him rising in me From dusk until dawn The war rages on   The hour glass has been turned Who shall be burned I’ve caged the beast He wants to feast  … Read More ›

A temporal vision That’s what I had When I was a child I walked not as a lad, But as a lord or was I a man Wandering; wistfully, blissfully tall Wild and mad, hand in hand Ghost like across… Read More ›