"Not to Die Alone" - Recorded 9/19/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them As I climbed into my bed the other night,I found in the sheets a wasp at the end of its life. The insect seemed to me confused,desperate for answers as to why it's body had begun to fail after … Continue reading Not to Die Alone
"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!
"Hope" - Recorded 12/24/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them 20/20 (eyes)mirrorstill (not calm)only self (not -care)centered (now self-)deception (still self- (not calm))found love (as art)shadow box lifepinned to (too)as butterfly (dreaming)at times (awake) ego (death)selfnew (self)ego (death)selfnew (self)8 life (ends)death (begins)eyes (open)self (you)you (self) Hope. Artwork featured by Benjamin Wuest (Condensed … Continue reading Hope.
And if all these friends are not the young and beautiful women they portray themselves as,If they are middle-age men in small rooms with a flickering lightbulb shining down on a yellowed keyboard,I should hope I would love them even still,More perhaps;Do not scammers and catfish need love too? What line is to be drawn … Continue reading Forgive and Be Kind
Locust harp The swarm it sings One million wings So many strings Playing sweet With bows for feet Their symphony Locust harp Black skies for days Insect arrays Falling in waves Descending down Like rain from clouds Towards the ground Locust harp The fields are dead The streets run red The swarm is fed And … Continue reading Locust Harp
Have you listened to the crickets in the nighttime How their delicate notes blend as if emitted from a single body I wish for once we could be as they are Unified if only for a moment If only for a song Have you watched the grass blow softly in the meadow How every blade … Continue reading If Only for a Moment
On some level Even the tiny Seemingly insignificant Mosquito Must know The cost The risk Of what must be undertaken But can we really say We would do any different When what is at stake Is the fate Of those whose very lives Hang in the balance Potentially Erased With a similarly small And seemingly … Continue reading Cost/Benefit