SELENE

Bathed in moonlit, I sink into the depths of black water.  It licks at my flesh, rising higher as I go deeper. Silken caresses ’round my chest and neck, tiny pebbles and sand beneath my feet, until the waves pull me into their flow. What lies below I no longer know or care. My mindContinue reading “SELENE”

Ballad for the Man of Galilee

There is no rest for the wicked But what does that say for me? I’m half way in between hell and back And nothing’s coming to me for free. I could walk one thousand miles for the good of man, or I can turn and walk away, I’ve got one life left in my pocket,Continue reading “Ballad for the Man of Galilee”