...the beauty you once were
has decayed,
but the desire remains.

In the dark,
she could be anybody.

                                ...Toffears

...surrendered to the pyre,
faded blossom on a full moon witching hour,
cleansed by the river and a bottle of Old
where the currents pass unbroken,
a young body abducted by the dawn,
where candles fade and roses die,
we are one,
we are one,
we are so...

So have we come,
so shall we go.

                                                         ...Toffears

...exile
unclassified, the Past remains.
In the noonday sun,
whenever clouds may gather,
there is still a glimmer of Right...
somewhere...
 
​                                      ...Toffears

The wind may carry your words as far as Time itself,
but only the guilty will harvest for their friends’ pity.
 
You have made me today’s Headline.
 
How boring must their lives be
to be so interested
and gossip about it.
 
You have made me today’s Headline.
I forgave…
 
From the fallen fruit, I once believed,
will come the seed.
 
You have made me today’s Headline.
I forgave and you deceived.
 
How could you reach the Divine
with such a sin?
And still laugh and smile upon my sight?
 
You have made me today’s Headline.
I forgave and you deceived.
 
Now, tell me…
 
How quickly was I out of focus?
How quickly had I lost the short-term game?
How quickly was my back turned?
How quickly was it stabbed, repeatedly…
Again and again…
 
You have made me today’s Headline.
Now, tell me…
How does it feel?

                                                               ...Toffears

...I am holding the gun
and
I am aiming at your faith.

I am at Peace,
I hold the Truth...

Kowtow to my hate.

                           ...Toffears

...du haut de leur colline,
les Grands
regardent les enfants
jouer au football.

Se souviennent-ils
qu'un jour,
eux aussi,
jouaient à la balle
plutôt qu'à la guerre?

A man who owns the corners,
ruins the world.

                                   ...Toffears

...Mack and Gill
were, somehow, deep in love
but always fighting.

For her birthday,
she bought herself
something for him.

Maybe,
one of these evenings,
if he was in the mood for giving,
she would ware it.

...and so,
it wore on,
the married and troubled life
of Mack and Gill.

                                 ...Toffears

...for the night offered me none,
I spoke of refuge and liberation.

Would my dark horse turn to white
upon the crossing of the river,
offering me time to escape?

                                             ...Toffears

...my mind,
my one creation,
would rise again
and not take defeat.

I was to escape to the altitudes,
I was 'I',
and I would not be beat.

                                      ...Toffears