Skip to content


i`m your puppet now…

when the night had fallen and the darkness would crawl into my bedroom through the window like a new lover, i wanted to pull the darkness down on top of me, say to it, “i love you,” become into the darkness knowing the hopelessness of a dream burning, wishing for the achings only darkness could pursue…

(if you catch this via feed service you might have to go the site to see the accompanying video… -pol)


%d bloggers like this: