the ghosts amongst us.
the most hallowed eve indeed.
samhain slays satan.
Archives for October 2014
rings true
when the old is new
everything seems to be true.
rings grow in the trees.
empty riches
the spaces empty.
rooms echo with dead voices.
a rich man alone.
turn worm turn
the earth nods asleep.
i alone awake at helm.
turn into daylight.
slow sand
the choices we make.
the rope we hang ourselves with.
so easy to die.
behold be bold
diamonds in the sky.
or wet shards of glass in eye.
richer or poorer.