A forest divided by uncanny passion, gleamed from the water, from the flowers. Beautiful blood, flowing flowing flowing. When you wake in the hall of column trees, see us smile down upon your new soul. » Continue Reading
An abandoned place of orange and teal Where all the young men rest and kneel How flattering, a forest, a meadow, a cape A drink made from the flower, not hops, or grape The flower speaks your name afar Where do the clans go to spar? » Continue Reading
When the water tastes like soap, and all you can eat are grains and grains and grains, When the plastic seeps into your blood, and that mysterious pain harasses your body, When you've lost summer after summer, and you sit beneath white fluorescent light, Surrounded by filth and beige drywall, A voice will call: " Will you bleed your innocence out upon the car » Continue Reading
The young prince, descendant from Dionysus, whom conquered India before the time of Alexander; is born unto Western Montana this day. The Hesperides will speak the First and Final Word to this prince within a special gas station around the city of Spokane Washington in 16 years time with only the hidden ears of summer dreams, doused in a sea of light; to hear again for the » Continue Reading
A s ailor named Thamus was on his way to Italy by way of the Greek island of Paxi. A divine voice called out to him across the waters "Thamus, are you there?" "When you reach Palodes, take care to proclaim that the great god Pan is dead." Which Thamus did. » Continue Reading
Cannot be spoken yet CAN speak- I know the way in which you seek- The flowers grow upon blood of the weak- Come to me at first dawn, I'll show you a Creek- » Continue Reading