An abandoned hunger
An abandoned hunger The need to belong Growls in its grave Deep within. Yet empty the tomb of Echoes of spirit The voice of the word Is hushed at the door. With...
Category: Poems
Like the Rock in Horeb
I am like the Rock in Horeb, an island in the gray sea of the wasteland of Sin; unmoving, unhidden, stubborn to the stars. Strike me, break me open at the dry f...