WD 161 “Wake”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Wake Betrayed in secrecy  Sanctioned by secretions of sleeping poison in my morning coffee  I log in to the regular reincarnation cycle Birth, labor, waiting, rest, and sleep But the sleep is only mental The automaton continues to strive  Severed from consideration  While God in hisContinue reading “WD 161 “Wake””

WD 147 “Two Incomes”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Two Incomes I began to weep My worker’s hands torn and shredded with broken calluses Is this everything we can be Ships stationed at a dock, dreaming of the ocean? I canter softly across the deck and take my place at your side, the horizon IsContinue reading “WD 147 “Two Incomes””