On Earth, the bright, small world. We cry of the news as the ship goes down. On Earth we weep for his end. The truth and the reason make no difference. On earth, we sense their confusion. We sense their last panic; we di.. Read »

Wake up, she said. Without you my dreams are made... Wake up, she said. Without you my dreams are made in lies. Was that your idea of a good time? As we run to this. Into this night kicking and screaming. We run to th.. Read »

The chair by the window. The darkness bleeding moonlight. Dripping over her silhouette. She enters, walks slowly. The mark of everyone. Slips off her dress and no one ever sees. This winters never been as cold as you. .. Read »

A faded picture etched in glass. Counting the hours that would not pass. Crossing the threshold, standing still. Walk through these halls that once were filled. These walls ripped down. Theyre screaming out. No one can.. Read »

Holding pistols in their pockets. Shooting lead flies in the night. Were hitting targets as these rockets. Were streaking horror through the sky. Were closing up the shutters. And bringing out the dead. While all the ch.. Read »