IrritableArtisan

        Will you cast aside your worldy trappings politely shoo away contemporary ideals Leap across that immense chasm of self-doubt      will you trust me, join me in a journey?      Will you cavort and wander among history's bones antiques, artifacts, talismans and treasures lost in time? The earthy scent of leather, rich and animalistic clamshell bound to antique pages, a leather belt showing slight cracks Dust-clad volumes of unnumerable words, both familiar and alien veritable tinderboxes, brimming with countless knowledge and dreams, Childli

To Leap (8/26/11) (This is about suicide. Not personal, necessarily, but any sort of self-devastation, and the decision, for it is a decision, to do so.) Clouds advance in fingers of ink, the ashen sky lies silent. Crusted lips part and sigh, deprived of food or drink. This latticework ceiling of branches and vines, does not cradle or comfort; it mocks and oppresses. Memories and dreams stave off nightmarish phantasms, ghastly specters unquelled by lotus or wine. The moon fishbelly pale; he taunts and jeers, glowing shafts illuminate only loss and regret. I am but a louse amongst a landscape of infinite hairs, I cannot protest, f