I come to the village well today, though without a need to drink. My worldly thirst now quenched, with home and hearth supplied. I am here to fill a deeper vessel

Alone, in the same old crowd, trying to ignore this stifling pain. I am but

How does a landed mariner ever tell a living soul about the exquisite rapture of the sultry siren’s song ? As it echoed through the mist,

I am here now. I have removed my outer garments, placed my trust within your circle… I have come because you promised. You told me you would be here

Ideas and notions, they’re all for the dreamers, worth as much or less than one's considered opinion. You can’t even wrap fish in them.

It seems for ages, I have been trapped behind yet another version of what I want to think I know. I was so sure I loved you

A subtle movement, a facial expression, a particular posture, the constant hint of danger; as if he were here again,

Everything he has ever been taught alerts him to avert that dancing f… What is it then that demands he mu… proceed towards his certain fiery… Some deep and ancient voice within

A sudden gust of bitter wind from somewhere hot and foul, whooped and howled throughout the scattered waste and scrabble down that God-forsaken alley.

I gaze down now upon the cracked and battered shell of the fearsome fiery dragon that once held me in her sway. It’s remarkable just how frail

The storm is brewing. I smell it in the air. I am panicking. I fear this tempest might cost my life.

Who of you will follow where I’m bound to go? None that I can see. None that I can name. No-one that I know.

Sweet Mary Jane bade me follow where she led. I went eagerly. She was my life’s one true love. All the others,

I read such woeful words penned by a fallen brother; his message cut me deeply. He prayed to all that’s holy that he might cry again.