Fault // Line

Rise Up! 

The season to weep bears no fruit. 

Boxcars blast by selecting the 

frame-by-frame of a dreary horizon. 

Fallow Fertility- what was bred is bad. 

Better believe you hold your hands 

too close to the Fire.

Barriers, fences, all to 

alleviate your eyes of recognition of 

Fault and Fear of Forever. 

Release the wrong which lives a life of luxury-

Lingering in lies, lost in an intricately interlaced

architecture of your own construction.

Earth // Spirit

Wind // Energy

High // Dry

Model // Existence

Spring // Sprung

Rise // Up

Ghostland // Observatory

Bramble // Bush

Doe-Eyed // Dogma

Hurtling homeward hastened by the heavy hanging of my heart. Resignation once ruled but renovation removed the residues of related history.
More and more as I mediate and the malevolent tendencies mix in with misunderstood madness, my mind gets tied up and twisted, telling tales, talking truth tinged with delicious delusion. Split decision delayed- delinquent really. Days and ideas have displaced decisive action.


Dutifully doe-eyed and descriptive, dogma, dew, and discussions of delicacies push through decay. Slideshows, and a sloth-like systemic suspicion slink under my skin. Savant-like speed read of signals and simple smiles.


Slide over and slip under with me.

Sandstone Studies

 

Valley // Fire

 

Valley of Fire, NV