Shady trees cover
Withered grass.
Fleeting moments
Never last.

Cold stone echos
Midnight's pause
Slicing silence
Breaking jaws.

Moans of passion
Screams of pain
Mingled moments
Thoughts insane.

Craked and tried
Broken through
Lashed and bound
Right on cue.

Hidden in
The shady trees
Witherd grass
And deadly leaves

Taking time
In steps and strides
Fractured smiles
Entwined thighs.

Make a moment
In the night
Pierce the shadow
Find your sight.


"You must suffer for your art...
or... Your art will suffer...
for you."