De-construct the Infinite.

+--+

:: Shotgun:::
Alarm Clock
::::Static::

"...Suddenly,
I'm not half the
man I used to be."



Demential remission.

Gasping for air,
and recollection.

Cold water runs,
over broken hands

Clotted blood clings
to porcelain tile
and steel drains.

...

Juggernaut.
Slow motion,
rewind.

Fragments of mirror
re-piece into shifting
refractions of time
and intention.


"There's a shadow
hanging over me..
Oh, yesterday
came suddenly."

...

Glass block windows
gleam in the sunrise.

...

+--+

Hark...

Curse your cries,
O', raptor.

Be you vulture,
raven or dove.

It is no matter of your feather..

You bid me no well..

+--+

"Why she had to go,
... I don't know.
She wouldn't say."



Winged shadows loom
over still silhouettes,
hung upon fresh pressed
shower curtains.

...

Downfall.

Knees shatter in the wake
of spring's gentle breeze.

Tears spill beside
amber bottles
and scatter pills.

Clawing for warmth
in her hand laid
over the basin side.

...

:Gold heart, on her breast:::
::::valentine's day...:::.
:::he lays...::12 gauge::::

"Oh, I believe in yesterday."

:::Shotgun::..
..Static::::::