Mark : Writing

Soul Mate

Soul Mate

A Poem by Mark


Nothing lasts
Correctness

Correctness

A Poem by Mark


Once it was about religion. Today it's about political rightness.
Time

Time

A Poem by Mark


We are immersed and can't really grasp what Time is
Faded attraction

Faded attraction

A Poem by Mark


and sometimes it's the only thingand always it's what life will singthat magic contractionthat inexplainable attractionthat makes us human.and now it'..
Sometimes...

Sometimes...

A Poem by Mark


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Strange Land

Strange Land

A Poem by Mark


I am a martiandesigned in red dustfired in passion and lustI feel.Broken communication; I amConfused, I don't understandthe language assumed by this l..
Memory and Fog

Memory and Fog

A Poem by Mark


The truth lies in waityou rode off with my lieleaving me alonewith my blind eye heartmade of sand and stone.I watched that fine a*s walk awaythe bottl..
I know

I know

A Poem by Mark


I can't break free of my own microcosm to immerse in the macrocosm.Stuck on the treadmill, the terrible and lonely ecstasy of knowing,its a thirst and..
Half a Human

Half a Human

A Poem by Mark


When will the darknessbe just the end of the light?I swirl fast trying to bring her insight.Sometimes, she is a face in blurredpastel, then she fades,..
Soul Surgery

Soul Surgery

A Poem by Mark


There are so many piecesI'd like to remove.The ones that achelike broken glassembedded so long ago,now worn at the edges;but still able to make meblee..