©1998 Mindhue Studio Take it down Kiss the ground Never stare At the air The sun will burn As you yearn For the breath Of Ozona Tangy spark In the dark Smell the storm You alone Let the rain Cool the pain And the kiss Of Ozona She was there Unaware Transparently Took her leave […]
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Random thoughts, settings, characters, situations, perhaps leading somewhere
File: March 2013
©1997 Mindhue Studio Sparks will fly at the touch of striking steel and stone A flinty stare can scrape the skin and cut you to the bone Flow the course of our communion, flow it ruby red For the art is in the bloodline, the heart is in the head A hasty hurried contact can […]
©1995 Mindhue Studio The heated fires that drove me here Blasting an in-line six Now cooled into a curve that curls Her hair, her hand, her wrist The glowing coals that bake and bend the snow-white dough The coal-black steel my heart expands and tempers here Passion with warmth, sacrifice with compromise These are love’s […]
©1994 Mindhue Studio Thumb down the window, last cigarette gone Turn up the Clarion and wait for the dawn Parked up on Mt. Bonnell in my 735 The numbness is wearing off, I think Iím alive But the feeling is diff’rent Things lookin’ strange I thought I was over this I think I’m in pain… […]
It’s not just jet lag that gets you otherside. It’s eclipsetime that always messes you up. Ninety minutes of darkness with a black hole cutting through the stars, ringed with a faint dusty annulus. Min-morning if you’re in Atherton, mid-afternoon if you’re in Srendix. And in Feisul-Malabi, it’s right at noon. Outside doesn’t have siesta. […]
The winter had been difficult. A late January noreaster had run through the plantation and toppled several of the older units, spilling oil and sapoline across the sands and throwing productions schedules all out of whack. Quota was at 77%. Noise from the mainland filtered down through the hierarchy, and the static was filling up […]