Mortaljive: The Rest is Silence

There is no still point in all the Universe, and that is the rock upon which I stand

Tuesday, July 26, 2016


claw your way to the other side
see how the other half digs
just make sure that you come home
and bring us a basket of figs

Saturday, July 02, 2016

The Emptiness of Hikes

i think today i'm yearning
for something in the sky
what it is exactly
i don't wonder why

like poetry of cloud forms
swirling into tapestries
the great vault of space
also yearning for the trees
but never pleased

up above the city
get out on the trails
find yourself no longer
vanishing behind the veils

i live in the age of opinion
of comments and of likes
you cannot show a picture
of the emptiness of hikes
for the emptiness of hikes

i think that i can't add up
all the things that i have seen
there are no equations
that ever will quite bleed
but this is not just ranting
this is not the thing it's not
i'm yearning
it is all i've got