Indigenous

A poem inspired by the work of a television film called “The Stand”.

Dante

In search for a clear indication. Constant moments of hesitation. Like a yo-yo, Push, pull with no definitive intent. Yearning aggression, Yearning a moment of passion. A blueprint set into action. Maximize action, Minimize hesistaion. Like a hunter, With a bullseye on the buck. Pull the trigger or watch as the game is gone. No…

Blindfold

Sight is loss in the dark. Touch, Smell, Taste and hearing enhanced. Conquer my mind and lead it through the darkness. Give it something to fiend for. Dreams no longer exist, As the dark engulfs every ounce of the brain. Yearning for another moment to create. Take me out of this eternal abyss. Help me…