Monday, October 12, 2015

A Futile Offering

Lying on top of the world,
The sea bows down to my feet,
The sun kisses my face passionately,
I close my eyes and wish for a cloud to give me cover,
A shadow covers my face,
The vulture of time sits on my chest,
Eating my face slowly,
Feasting on my flesh and eyes,
I can't move,
Or scream,
I am lying there still,
Offering myself,
As a futile offering to the gods

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Saturday, January 3, 2015


In the wind of time.
Surfing like a wave,
I am calling myself,
From the distant future,
Don't stop now,
I am waiting for you,
In a place, where time and space do not exist,
Now is happening,
Yesterday, today and tomorrow.