Clayman : Writing

Motive

Motive

A Poem by Clayman


Glancing at the carriages as my train catterpillars by, I pause silently to see your face. Memory of you but a sprout of yesterday. The years st..
Setting

Setting

A Poem by Clayman


This is what i go through when setting a diamond into a ring for a customer.
Mother

Mother

A Poem by Clayman


Selling off her face in lots we turn a blind eye to her caustic tears as we erect our exhalers of ebon air. She never agreed to this. Vampir..
Course To Die

Course To Die

A Poem by Clayman


War
Pyre

Pyre

A Poem by Clayman


The Pyre of absolution distills purity
Materfamilias I

Materfamilias I

A by Clayman


Just felt like writing
"Requiem"

\"Requiem\"

A Poem by Clayman


We all have dreams that never got to grow up with us. This is a requiem, an ode to the dreams wandering the cemetery.
"Continuity Obscurica"

\"Continuity Obscurica\"

A Poem by Clayman


Written from the perspective of a stranger sitting in a restuarant and looking at a group of youths eating and enjoying themselves outside"