Kenneth Vincent Walker writes

Death Perception 

My death perception

Is changing. I'm seeing

Death in a different way.

What was feared is now

Clearly at my doorstep,

As I take one more step 

Closer to fading away.

 

Kenneth Vincent Walker writes

Morphine Drip 

"Sister Morphine" took

Off more than just the

Edge, and dangled me

Precariously over the

Ledge...I'm just saying.

'Guess it was my turn

To live and learn, to take 

A risk from pain to bliss,

With the consequences 

So not worth maintaining.

Feeling creativity drain

To somewhere beyond 

The morphine drip. Pain's 

The vulture's middle name 

As expressly experienced 

In my reluctant deveining.

The Morphine Drip Will Not Be Enough -- Lorette C Luzajic

Kenneth Vincent Walker writes

Web of Lies

Ahh... to spin this web into a lie,

Forsake the truth and then deny.

A silken web woven to any size,

To lose the truth within one's eyes.

Within the womb life slowly dies.

This lifeless tomb of hidden cries.

There's no success if no one tries

With no commitment in our lives.

The sun sinks in the swollen skies

And darkness lends no compromise.

So now we turn to claim our prize.

We sell the truth that no none buys,

That which is solely based on a lie,

And yet we try, and yet we try...

Web #1 -- Vija Celmins