island

in the silver a face so alien
distorted shape of primal horror
casket for a crippled mind

somewhere in the ghostly distance
colors have faded from grey to red
former black glows dull and blue

little life at all to find here
bare existence, harsh and futile
and persistent dreams of home

whenever darkness settles softly
night betrays the edge of vastness
a glimpse beyond my shrunken world

sometimes not the wailing wind
just my thoughts howl in the clouds
across a cold and yearning sky

and rarely silence - bastion, solace -
pervades time to touch horizons
memories and phantom pain

(2014)

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fortress

I hide in a heart that relentlessly ticks,
Outside I can hear faint mechanical clicks,
The pounding of fists and the howl of a clock,
Vibrations in steel, a drill screams in the lock.

This my castle, fortified,
Hidden labyrinthine halls,
This my fortress, sanctified,
Seal the door, ignite the walls!

The secret illusion is starting to crack,
I have to fend off yet another attack,
Cursing the gods while still trying to bind
That silently retracting part of my mind.

I have to witness the fabric of dream
Rapidly falling apart at the seam,
Disruption of the concentrical sketch
By impacts on its invisible edge.

This my castle, fortified,
Hidden labyrinthine halls,
This my fortress, sanctified,
Seal the door, ignite the walls!

(2014)

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