Omega
A wave of relief came over Matthias, as if he had been freed from a terrible burden. He revelled in the solitude; he had become completely disconnected from…
A wave of relief came over Matthias, as if he had been freed from a terrible burden. He revelled in the solitude; he had become completely disconnected from…
Perhaps it was the very star he had devoured. It led to a tower that stretched upwards, beyond Matthias’s line of sight and through the thick, cloudy veil that…
Matthias dreamt that he had been shot into the heavens. He approached a star that flickered weakly at the edge of the universe, and pressed it against his…
City smog. People walk by. Huddle together. Hoping that someone may care for them. They stop, and cars go by, they go. Someone gets mugged, but everyone keeps…
The poor man is playing So why can’t hear it? I know that it’s a catchy tune I don’t want to believe it. I go to his room but he is never there So I sit there…
His dreams became thicker, fuller and more substantial. The gentle rocking of the car transitioned smoothly into a wide, confident gait across a semi-crowded…
The universe expands, unknowing and uncaring of my corrigible plight. Does the battle of noble gases purport my signifigance? My heart beats for a reason…
A two-step to the choice. A commitment made of the present As it’s very nature contorts and yields. As when by a superior force. Defenses shatter. Tender…
Oooo, out of the ether plunged the metaphysical buccaneer on a shell tide of metaphors. Many of them failed him, mixing themselves on the surge of chuckling…
One side’s wide And dull The other side slides Invisible Both are pale And plainly painful Plentiful; Palpable Paper cutting blades; Bleach-blank (title) tidal…
Will Winslow Ever slow I don’t know I also want to impart That I’m not trying to be smart When I show some heart And pull this skill apart On a lark or with…
He didn’t realize where he was. It wasn’t that he was lost, per se, but his points of reference had long been abandoned by the wayside; excess weight thrown…
In the beginning there was one. Soaring through the quiet. Pure and whole, contrasted against the hush of empty space. Each movement accentuated by undiluted…