Erebus Canto Pt: 19 – Iscariot
Nocturnal nocturnes tremble so soundly within a compulsive void One that lacks variety in its own time and tempo only edging a silence, which echos...
Ethereal
Not often, but as of lately, I have dreamt of daffodils and daisies whispering unto thee angels and of my god, vaguely That symmetry has...
Erebus Canto Pt: 18 – Baptism
“Lie unto me, sweet tomorrow, a gifted portrait displaying my baptism…framed in alabaster and ivory, one simply coded pearl like, thus pure Sing unto me...