Barren and weary of money - a death Americanized. How weary the world was.
A Death Americanized
Life Is Measured
Life is measured in a choice between death and living with the eagerness for more.
Cold Kiss
She saw a shadow bent over her, death's mouth was hungry. She struggled to break free. A cold kiss opened her mouth.
Midnight Darkness
She stood there, together in the midnight darkness with her lover. They swayed and stumbled forward over the edge locked in death's embrace.
Death’s Mask
The face of my nightmare, Death's mask coming to life. The mighty fury of his blazing eyes in the dark.
Death Itself
Death itself, is depths of unfathomable water. Things submerged, shut forever in eternal frost. Life's end is a sleep alienated so complete in black.
