Mark : Writing

Story

Story

A Poem by Mark


Sitting around while the cave light sangold man gray in the beardpaints his pictures with a voicepracticed in the arts of creation."Once, far far away..
Keep Me Cold

Keep Me Cold

A Poem by Mark


Hold in the ragecold and bluerun into my coreThreatening to shard.I feel no painthere is no sunonly cold and bluethreatening to expand.I lost my souls..
 Noise

Noise

A Poem by Mark


It's your one way ticket to midnight...
Win

Win

A Poem by Mark


I was listening to this song in one of the super bowl commercials and inspiration struck.
Predator

Predator

A Poem by Mark


Feeling pain forms a wish to be the pain giver
Where ?

Where ?

A Poem by Mark


listen to the song
Minnesota

Minnesota

A Poem by Mark


mysticism has always been at war with itself. I think.
It's Over

It's Over

A Poem by Mark


The finality of relationship used to be less concrete before technology.
Sky

Sky

A Poem by Mark


I never could touchthat blue and white illusionso impossibly far.But I have touched the Earth,many times, getting dirty handsfrom Mother's touch.And I..
Aging

Aging

A Poem by Mark


As I get older, the oldest generation keeps getting closer to my age.