Longo-Geremia

PROMETHEUS Once I was electricity fire electric blue raging through space and time. a beginning wth no end. Once I was a younger man lost in myself. I thought I would live forever but then I began to die.. Sign in to see full entry.

OF OPAL HUE In a body worn and broken by the gods into Dark forsaken breathes a soul of opal hue in chains gold and silver waiting for somethng of nature kind and holy to deliver Sign in to see full entry.

DESERT WINDS You came to me on a desert wind hiding treachery in perfumed smiles and opiate lies. The evil that you bring is like the poison of a cobra's sting and all that flowers in me dies. Sign in to see full entry.

MOVING PICTURES Home movies black and white faded celluloid 1940s 16 millimeter dry and brittle flickering through time a blinding light and we splice a life back together again... soulless reflections of yesterdays flickering through time Sign in to see full entry.

Die Gðtterdämmerung [TWILIGHT OF THE GODS] There they stand shadows tall In Valhalla’s darkened Hall. There they wait for Time to end to return once again. The gods did not know death until death came to them Sign in to see full entry.

CRASHES The trees swayed frozen in the wind like gallows heavy with their burden and the garden was stunned by a sudden crash of winter. no smell of coffee warmed the kitchen. no voices the heart. all souls fell fallow by a sudden crash 0f mourning Sign in to see full entry.

SALVATION Come with me my Spirit my Soul under th e night shadows hold me bring me to another dreaming soothe me with words of salvation heal my body if just a day lull my fears to sleep dance me away Sign in to see full entry.

GLUE ME Somebody, get the glue before I split in two. what’s that crack in my back, I hear. Christ, I’m stiffer than dry wood! Splinters are falling everywhere. Protect my heart. Save my soul. Don’t let me lose my hair! Glue me, Sign in to see full entry.

JOURNEY I pushed through the years and suddenly they disappeared. the war was bitter and cruel the enemy unforgiving. Slaughtered flesh desolate souls stunned by their own ending. Each of us gone one by one. Time takes no prisoners. Sign in to see full entry.

IT’S NOT ABOUT WOLVES From the hills numbed by winter breeze the wolves did come to kill and feed.. and you who hungered more came scratching at my door to fill your need Sign in to see full entry.