The darkness persisted, staying after i lifted my lids. I heard time ticking but did not care to know embracing the darkness as it held me,nou mutual acceptance daytime daytime hours or midnightht moment, it mattered not. The eternal counting of time in ticks, our song we laid together, darkness and me, hoping it would never end knowing that when light light creeps through curtain cracks we could maintain our beautiful union, and shut out ther light and let the day tick past as shut eyes repel the life. -Ciaran Burke
The pavementbore my burdenunder the orangeof suburban nightboxes of uniformitydeveloper of rowsemitting the warm glowunwelcoming blinded lightsthe homogenous hedgesmaintain neighborly relations.I the […]
You were differentfrom the crowd of conformingstanding out,aware of your uniquenessthat you worewith undrerstated pride.Like the othersyou performed your task,your dutiesfor the […]
Coal holes in resplendent decorationa reminder of darker timeswhen sulphurus clouds would hang lowover Georgian squares in colonial lands.Now they are redundantas […]
