• Vol. 09
  • Chapter 09


has become an
extension of the dreamlike collage
of images that run randomly through my mind.
My world is fast being engulfed by the darkness of the very moon you had promised would bring me the light.
The arbitrariness of reality is disconcerting
and I am lost at a wild sea;
O my anchor and my compass
you have shape shifted into nothingness
and once again
I am lost.