Pulling at the cosmic roots I find the river calling I fall into the Heaven's wrath I hunger for a ruling Setting fire to discipline I...

Weeping at the edge of the river Meet me at the mountain pass Running over-eager fingers Through this tangled traveling matte Jaws...

Skittering ghosts Expressionist lines Down darker and deeper Find where it lies Sinking solemnity Inking this against my skin Making...

My Heart is Always Rushing It would be more painful to forget More empty to regret Already holding them close Held tight like petals...

Sometimes we mix ourselves a potion of memory and regret and find ourselves wondering what might have been. There is something a bit like...

Here at the end of all things... Let It All Be Undone A ponderous ocean of cosmic canyons Cavernous crags reaching toward infinity Never...

Sometimes things burn brightly for a time but are not meant to be permanent fixtures. Some are shooting stars and are not meant to be...