Dreams of death
of the duality of life
cloaked in darkness
married in soft throes
What was all of this?
If not just a dream
The universe was strewn out
before us like a red carpet
beneath our naked feet.
Soft kiss in the complexities
of intrusive lies
waves crash down upon all
straddled upon a myriad of doors
awaiting our departure.
The Darkness Always Ends
Awaken alone again, corridors are mute,
silence reigns all through this lifeless shell,
this hovel in which I exist.
Spiderwebs dwell in obscure corners of my
room, dust encases aging photographs.
The blinds are drawn, never will this place
of exile see golden rays of sunshine, just
shattered dreams, reflective teardrops
glistening like diamonds; on display for
no one to see.
Wayne Russell is or has been many things in his 49 years on this planet, he has been a creative writer, world traveler, graphic designer, former soldier, and former sailor. Wayne has been widely published in both online and hard copy creative writing magazines. From 2016-17 he also founded and edited Degenerate Literature. In late 2018, the kind editors at Ariel Chart nominated Wayne for his first Pushcart Prize for the poem Stranger in a Strange Town. “Where Angels Fear” was his debut e-book, but due to unforeseen circumstances, it was pulled from the publishers’ list of titles recently.