distortion

distortion

how your face is distorting; etched and sewn to my mind, twisting masks maniacal; hung unhinged, and unkind. weathered, widowed, and worn, whimpered whipsers unwoven, drawn, dismantled, and dead; no love left, love unbroken. written by cassidy, photographed by renĂ© gibson  

IN TIME

IN TIME

my piston cocked your dreamy eyes the sun that’s setting low a winter’s eve along the tides a beach of blanket snow we waltz on ice your careful hands caress my every fear this heart on fire will fight to stand for all your fallen 

exposed and free

exposed and free

may i be free; my soul, my being, to dance as fire; such gold a feeling, which takes the coals, and rises smoke, above the ash will float to choke, and in the sifted winter’s air, the weathered sick, exposed, and bare, is given chance