Gateway paintings open at dawn
Paranormal breathe echoes from corners
Through flesh and to eternity
Dead activity return to a
Poor loved heart without beats
There’s not much more down to go down to
Since the backside of the moon
Suck the void out of all the vicious holes
Troubled horizon, hunting season
Dusk swallower, death breeder
Hello clarity, goodbye sanity
Hello mirror me, goodbye obscurity