Authorz: Patrick McFarland

Moon on the horizon. Soft breeze rattles the brambles out by the old barn. The cat enters, looks about and begins to speak. “Fears take…

We’re watching and we’re waiting and we’re loving and we’re hating as the whore of greed is slowly passing by Every thief and every banker…

It makes no sense Living and dying and crying out to a God who pays no heed to our needs or desires but conspires with…

If perdition indeed holds a place for a face such as mine, the lines of which are the essence of a depressing viewpoint, then I…

This really isn’t Heaven and it ain’t exactly Hell A fleeting glimpse of freedom at the bottom of a well They say they’ve got the…

The movie ends and the credits roll and the droll lights blind our eyes to the reality of existence The distance between now and eternity…

All sin begins with erection leading to sex, birth and life on earth, but somehow (if we believe the pew) all but a single Jew…

Veiled whispers startle my polluted soul and from the shadows she appears Her hollow words pierce the wind like soaring birds and whither tomorrow’s fragrant…

(SCENE) The fire burning The liar turning away from realities decomposing core while the doors of perception remain barred to all but a privileged few…

“Are you stupid? Do you know what you’ve done? Because you disobeyed me, you will know death Because you disobeyed me, you will know pain…

Leaving behind the shadow of rationalization’s unfulfilled promise to enter the world of eternities chaotic illumination Nothing eternal is stagnant and nothing vibrant truly dies.…

Soft lips in a dream Messy sheets come the morning (No pun intended)

When the world seems too heavy And my back is breaking from the load I look off in the distance but see no lights upon…

The world falls apart All our dreams reduced to ash Clouds pass unaware

Winds of unknowing blowing through my tattered memory A clamorous howl wailing in desperation for understanding and forgiveness The well of compassion dry and void…

Dead Lost The cost of redemption too high for humanities dregs to bare There is no longer light at the tunnel’s end and my mirrored…

Congealing reality within the void The flame of coexistence extinguished The falcon long gone We’re left to gaze at an empty, brooding sky Ah Billy,…

A song I do not know Caged within my prison mind A bird sings my tune

Embrace the silence Face the violence Transcend mediocrities terrestrial shore The boredom of life is in the cinemas Flickering illusions that fight comprehension’s meandering bliss

Within the glade comes the parade of the yellow lizards with the wizard in blue leading the way to the place where faces are never…