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Wooden Home

And you don’t have to build on this wooden home With baseboards rotten and memories forgotten The presence in vines coursing away and upward Like old blood turned to mold onward to heaven Reaching for the light It’s dark now though and the winds are growing colder The moon is […]

Marianas Trench

It’s the way you hide In the fire of a wood burning stove All your passion’s laughter Fall inside an ember Trying to make a memory With no recourse or action Failing to remember, no recollection after What it’s like to be alone The sound of church bells ringing And […]