The Great Pumpkin

Wait in the dead of night a passing breeze, a moon rise time peeling away slowly how it is utterly lonely Stand in attention for the Great Pumpkin Will there be favour on his face? or will he turn away in disgrace? here we bide his second coming with our faith often fumbling Great Pumpkin…

unwind

flick a wrist and let it be take your scraps of all your belongings all that you had left wanting and remove every ounce of weakness taste the thrill of contentment kiss death and watch the raindrops dance across the window squeeze every ounce of effort and open up all fresh again so we can…

Let you

let your face float barely above the surface let you be submerged open up your mouth open up the floodgates and breath until you evolve gills let you sink even faster let you go to float down the river grasp on an Ebenezer not for stoning bring to awareness this closure slowly I implode into…