Determined
Loosen the belt on your tendons; retract them until they get stuck. Never let the bastards win. Never let them give a fuck. The battle is in your head. Can you make sense of it? Has your sight fled? Tell me you'll never quit! Build it all...
Lay Me Down
Terrible dreams stir me, flocking through the callosum. I am my only enemy, I've never been more loathsome. Lay me down here, shaking with heavy breath. Wipe away my tears; bring me back from death. The years are still young, and yet we're so...
Discernably Ludicrous Issue 1
Tall tales are inspired by the insane things we witness day to day, trying desperately to reconcile what it is that just occurred. One such event happened to me today, and though I know what happened, my mind rejects the notion. In many ways I wish I...
Just A Thought
Just a thought, That's all I want from myself; all I could ask of you. Just a thought, a simple notion to carry on; to pass across the ages. Just a thought, that wonder of creation. Tangible and seemingly fake. Just the truth, if you...
A New Promise
My eyes open ever wider. Now that they've tasted the air, I am soaring to newer heights long awaited and forever promised. Selling myself can finally stop, now that I captain my soul. Light soaks through the veil, revealing answers once...
Hold On
Frozen in the panes of glass, Guilt of our century lives on. It chills us to the core, and recalls the mighty beast. Living for the great today, our souls linger in the static; held together through the dust of a promise's last reverb. I...
Through The Pass - Part 1
Night is as it had been since Michael first arrived nearly ten years ago: cold and quiet. It's the little moments like this that Michael loves the most about the countryside. The city is always moving too fast to care about anyone that happens to live...
Hunted - Part 2
Cold air brushes against the slumbering Fox, stirring him from uneasy dreams about what may happen to him when he steps outside. Stranded, and very isolated, all Hound's thoughts circled what might happen if he ran into those terrible creatures. Just...
Hunted - Part One: The Crash
The mountain range determinedly stands its ground against the whirling sirens, forcing the bitter cold through crevices and valleys; their detour seemingly intensifying their impact against the lone Fox's fur. Every gust makes him want to collapse and...
The Pit
A poem from hound fox that tries to rhyme? oh yes. that's exactly what this is. face down in the pit, i lay, awaiting your killing blow; a somber gale to take me away.