current machination leaves no stone unturned. its breadth collapses perceived borders acknowledged as figment, to calm when closeness reminds the body of previous afflictions. scenes drift by dirge-like; perpetual requiem for sacrifice made to no witness, only this cold distance worn well, despite the warmth of life, perpetually undefined. Jovanni Dwojak is a teacher and…

caught wind on a backtrack; simplified instinct immolates idle spirit savior complex. despite the weather, this mothen desire to elicit burns eternal. creation without principle occupies until doom subsumes another season. divinity rest  in passing glances; silent salvation from this forever feeling stranded. what’s here to strive for distorts the end result. reward no longer…

unfixed stance on presence allows for fluidity within.  contemplate the brink; battered and set adrift in this visceral now. connections turn, while thoughts of demise spin us out into someone’s limbs,  stretched thin, yet again. the mirage takes decades  to reveal itself as obscene, while quantifiable loss renders us anew, eschewed from imprint morality base.…