Friday, December 12, 2025

Like Mike

It's raining light
Like Christ, like Mike
Like all the angels on His right
Like every thing I've dreamed in life
O'
What a night

The Sound of Stars

The sound of stars
Of ones gone dark
Like bleeding, breaking, falling shards
Of hopeless, faithless, human parts
From lack of love in stifled sparks
What do I glue? Where will we start?
The heart

Monday, December 1, 2025

Twice

It can not be helped
You will feel what I felt
And on cold winter nights
While you survey your life
I won't speak, I don't write
What I do? Feel it twice