Pressure.

We smoked them ’til their blood ran warm as the honey calmly sedated our nerves like oozing caramel melting on simmering tongues that spoke only of melodious things as it slithered down throbbing throats meant to turn and close like switch blades on lies, only to open harmoniously within the cadence of wings beating to…

The Longest Unzipping of My Life.

She tempered his teeth spread out on her plate, dicing them into threes. His wisdom lay bare on his back succumbing to her pleas. She nestled within his windswept hair and shaved his beard that day. It wasn’t until she rolled in between his legs that she realized she liked it better that way. She…

No. Really. Making. Love.

Sometimes I stare at your picture and imagine making love. No. Really. Making. Love. With our bodies n souls intertwined as one pulse. With the blood of our viens seeping into each other’s hearts, bleeding. Raw. Real. Passionate. Pure. Love. I see sweat pouring from the corners of our minds, overflowing into Grails of Holy…

Fade.

“Remember that night in Tulum, sitting on the edge of the sea, with rolling waves crashing onto your feet as your eyes blurred the horizon between the stars and the reflection on the sea, melting into one as if a dream?” “Yes. It was akin to placing my head face-first into my pillow before sleep,…

Equilibrium | Audio & Visual Interpretation.

“I’m reaching equilibrium without them, ya know … the Pseudo-Gods.” “Equilibrium was always best reached alone.” “My heart doesn’t even hurt enough anymore to cry out that this isn’t fair.” “Hence, your state. Your peace. Your space.” “That’s how it all started, ya know.” “What?” “Space.” “How so?” “I was alone in an abyss. Floating…

Remember.

“Repitition. They won’t let me heal, ya know.” “How so?” “They make me repeat the same stories over and over again, man. Like, I’m going on a decade now of this. They even ask me if I have flashbacks.” “Do you?” “Kinda hard not to when you have to replay the scenes all over again…

Equilibrium.

“I’m reaching equilibrium without them, ya know … the Pseudo-Gods.” “Equilibrium was always best reached alone.” “My heart doesn’t even hurt enough anymore to cry out that this isn’t fair.” “Hence, your state. Your peace. Your space.” “That’s how it all started, ya know.” “What?” “Space.” “How so?” “I was alone in an abyss. Floating…

Grievance.

“I’ve filed a Grievance against my Was-Band, ya know.” “And with whom did you file?” “God.” “Ah, did you lay it bare at God’s feet or have you snatched it up from the thorns and struck your mind with it forever more?” “I laid it bare. I let it go. It’s in His hands. Why…

Solitude.

“Don’t let them change who you were back then, and don’t let them shape who you are becoming.” “Who said I had a choice?” “You do. You can either entertain a thousand talking heads or you can enjoy your own silence.” “I ache for the space between.” “I know, but sometimes we must retreat, love….

Mosaics.

“It isn’t everyday that one gets to shape the stones thrown at them into mosaics that are eventually meant to shatter.” “Why shatter them?” “It’s my world. I can do whatever I please. It may not be pretty … but at least it’s real.” “Raw.” “Raw is how I feel. Real is how I act.”…