Sneak peek into my upcoming new collection of old poetry, “Suspended in Space”. More about this project soon.
No Promises
I set your pride on fire,
Rattle your secrets to light,
Dissect your demons alive,
Spin you inside out,
Until, exhausted by change,
Sick of remembering,
All you are is life.
Anything less is a waste of time,
A copy of a copy of a copy,
Not you,
Not I.
Just let go,
Let yourself fall,
No guarantees or promises,
More than trust,
I want pure surrender,
Only then will you know my true nature:
Tomb or savior.