between breaths — At the beginning I used to look for something in between the breaths. Often it was some quiet peace, a composed calm or a little unperturbed serenity. Instead, I was almost always confronted with agitated feelings, wavering thoughts and a drifting mind. …

herring’s tale — Time’s done, for those who seek, of that, I leave no qualms bleak azure skies, farther than the birds would ever reach.. here for the herring’s tale, come I, today hic et nunc.. tired eyes these, mine sore gorged gory in feed, forced devoid much yet, of vision freed your sight, binding…

everybody knows… — ¹It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth the falls, the lulls and the mum savage (yeah!) — the song — pecking, irking, kissing hearts. ²You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew her You can please the lord, much less the mortal heart, coded…

of prose, poetry and kindred spirits… — In the nights we preach and perch Whence the souls weary, weep and lurch With the lights dim, we plough and sow Through days grim, in might the hearts avow Your truth far-stretched, my comrade dear Resonates not, with mine laid in grand veneer Unbigoted in peace, joyously we foregather On…

for the next story — And in the end the wreath has a name — different — to the ones you loved — in the living years. “Take it from me¹” he said; “the shadows on the floor are brittle² — and are the type to be wrapped in³…” — and got snapped back by…

the alchemy of deception — Drops of frugal affinity dripping one by— one and one — to balance the number of moles — and some souls — that somehow remain unbalanced — Breaking bonds —covalently shared, sometimes co-valued— highly volatile — bypassing the melting points —with Exaggerated bloating — in the flask — flat-bottomed with…