"On Letting Go" - Recorded 9/28/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I miss you more than you will ever know,but I've been working hard on letting go. INever thought you'd bein myevery thought,every dream,every sigh,every scream,every sight,every sound,yet in my life:never around,webelieved we had founddestiny,"meant to be"together;it broke my heartto see,apart,ties … Continue reading On Letting Go
"Turn and Toil" - Recorded 2/3/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Torn open nowHearts apartFresh spring soilRend as with plow Meant to sowFull green endowFrom which to reapIntent to grow From low to highBright sun it roseSink then belowLive life to die Late nights in JuneSun to skyLight of dayDim too soon Once bright and fullNow halo hollowStill hallowed moonEven dark and dull Start to new endDynamic range pullAs to changeSeason and friend Weeds grew tallSeeds to leavesWithered deadTurn to fall Drop belowRot to callDecay to feedLearn to know Pain to … Continue reading Turn and Toil
Originally published March 6, 2018. "View from Within" - Recorded 1/20/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety at https://objectsanddistance.com/2018/03/01/dreaming-all-at-once/ Through the shattered window paneThe light bends before it ever reaches my eyeMaking the city look cracked and distortedThe … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “View from Within”
For you. "I'm Sorry. I Forgive You. I Love You, Always." - Recorded 1/12/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I'm sorry. I forgive you. I love you, always. 💙
I wrote this piece in early 2020, one of few pieces as I came out of a relatively hectic part of my life in which writing was sparse due in part to a series of traumatic experiences, overall stress, and a lack of general self-care as a result. This piece was a reflection, a delve … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Black Magic Can Heal Too”
They've entered your thoughts again, my dear, And by now I hope it's clear They've no interest in your best interest They offer nothing to you but fear. They've come to take what can be taken, To shake free what can be shaken, To pilfer while you're lulled to sleep, So my darling, please awaken. … Continue reading That You May Never Feel Alone
What weighs on the heart Is heaviest of all, For a burden on That vital part Can bring us down, Overall, Can remind us That we are So very small. Hope remains, Here as in all other ways, Just as the darkest nights Often lead to the brightest days. For what is heavy on the … Continue reading What Weighs on the Heart
I feel like the world has forgotten: Black magic can heal too. (And don't think for a second That I am not aware of the fact that the word "black" in that sentence Has come to mean far more than darkness in terms of a lack of light.) You see I have come … Continue reading Black Magic Can Heal Too
For Pranad. If you dream itYou canAnd may already have. If you follow itYou will.
For David Lynch. Thank you for all that you do. WatchThe lightMoveListenTo the soundsThe way they bounceAnd reflectFrom and toThose whoNeed it to seeNeed it to hearWhat was thereAll along. Where does it goWhyAnd what legacy does it leave behind?