Guide

Close
will it
be the last
ringing phone
time questioning
over and over
will it
be the Last
Will you be
the one?

Venture
This cold unknown
venturing nowhere
speeds in shape
this process
clean and handy
creeping up
the walls
all empty
skirts
the ruffling of fabric
then silence

Dark
bitter winds
the cold calm
of a lovers face
made into a grim
and ghostly wail
Lock the door!!!

Monster
Do you forget
this strange beast
that comforts you
at table's end?
sweet smiles
all round
before the smirks
begin

Hood
sink
into the red
billowing cloth
of a child

music
mire mortals
vanish through walls
and cut women
in half
we never see
their slight of hand

alive
how does
one cast
a shadow
on someone who
has never lived?