Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
"Oh, Window Pane!" - Recorded 1/7/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Oh, Window Pane!My God, my only hope!I would break you from your tether that I might make all my own the trees and the birds which you have captured just for me!In jars and vials, shadow boxes felted and gold … Continue reading Oh, Window Pane!
There is no sky above No Earth below Just space Time Unfolding Collapsing and expanding Flowing through Around Between All of objects and the distance between them Filling Each and every corner Until there is nothing to separate The black from the white The light from the darkness The shadows of night From the glow … Continue reading Where We Fit In
Outside There is a cold Which pierces every layer Finding flesh And chilling Right to the bone Inside There is a cold as well Which finds its way through all defenses Bereft a source Undefined in destination But pervasive in all There is no motion No gale on which the chill arrives It is a … Continue reading A Warmth Remains
It is said We are born of the soil No more than dust made flesh Destined as such to return someday Scattered as it were To every corner of the turning Earth If this is so I should hope we may one day know What it is to rise and fall To move with the … Continue reading What It Is to Rise and Fall
Now we are all a part Of this grand vision Of the whole Seeing and analyzing and relaying Bits and pieces Of all that is In photographs and videos Poems and stories Weaving A story A narrative yet to be defined Each of our words Our images Are like eyes Peering Into every corner of … Continue reading Like Eyes Into Every Corner of the Earth
In darker moments It is hard to see Beyond the shadows Which fill the room Crawling out From every corner From beneath the furniture Falling from the ceiling and pouring out over the carved wooden molding that lines the walls Fear is born of uncertainty Of what we cannot see Far more than what we … Continue reading In the Dark of Night
There are days Where life seems to hide around every corner like a menace Waiting to strike when the time is right Waking up to darkness and frosted windows The day begins far too soon And by the time we at last return home The sun has set and the cold has crept once more … Continue reading Come What May, There Will be Another Day
Stretching Like fingers Out from the depths And into the shallow room Reaching Only to recoil As the flames flicker Growing and shrinking in a steady pulse As their source is slowly expended Matter into energy Flowing out in waves Of heat and light Obstructed at times But never in entirety As there are always … Continue reading Shadows Cast by a Dying Light
There will be days When the shadows close in From every corner of the room And the clouds outside Will not abate There will be nights Where the soft pattering Of rain against the window Brings no peace For the sound may serve As a stark reminder Of the world that lays beyond And how … Continue reading From Every Corner of the Room
We sat in circles under the tin roof of the old man's cottage Playing games and laughing well after the setting of the sun The wooden tables and chairs creaked Under the weight of our merriment The candles flickered From our breath like wind from a torn balloon There was not a head in the … Continue reading All the While the Storms
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 