Captian's Log Behind the Door 12 Apr 2019 The segmented, grated walkway shifts beneath my feet as I progress down the deserted tubular hall. The dim lights above provide the minimum luminance to see. It’s cold here. My…
Captian's Log Gentle Night 3 Apr 2019 I'm sick, and I don't want to do anything. Here is a short narrative. Now go away. Closing the door behind me, I step out into the cold night. The…
Captian's Log Searching for the Other Side 29 Mar 2019 I set myself to write and the words fad away from me; the thoughts, ever effervescent, are too bashful, self-conscious of their own meanness. Yet it is time to put…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Into Dreams 18 Mar 2019 Please Read: Into Dreams Excerpt: The forest stretches on. Into its shadows I am drawn.
Captian's Log Daydreams Before Bed 23 Feb 2019 So, the post I was working on tonight grew and grew and, dang it! I want to go to bed. Unfortunately, being an argumentative work, I feel disinclined to post…
Captian's Log Dreams 22 Feb 2019 As another busy week ends, I consider life. In the night the luminous petals spread, their soft blue light easing the watchful night to dreams. Their center stalks invitingly reach…
Captian's Log Dreamer 31 Jan 2019 In various positions were the madmen populating the ward. Three of them took counsel round an incomplete puzzle. Their conversations were inane and political, talk of revolution, of blood, of…
Captian's Log Poetry: I Am Paul 28 Jan 2019 I had a brief assault of poetry this afternoon: Can someone remind me of who I am? Erase all the pain of yesterday? I dreamed once again—but slept through it…
Captian's Log Mindless Sight 23 Jan 2019 The madman was quiet, his worrisome silence infecting the observing doctors: it was lunch, but none of the three dared touch their food and so disturb the growing cancer. Half…
Captian's Log Lonesome Sleep 9 Jan 2019 Those Alone: Alone he sat upon the ancient throne, his empty court bustling with the myriad echoes of long dead men, the heroes of another age, and the poetic tones…
