October 2026 | poems by culturing

Last TrainI have been on a journey, far away

Four BirdsFour birds glide in conic spirals,

anti-identityThe ego is not the point, nor is the individual,

Vesta Still AnswersVesta still answers and will always answer

Ariadne's ShadowAriadne's shadow burns her mark here

We're All Traitors NowThey take dignity, having none to spare,

Self-sacrificeSelf-sacrifice is the meaning of libido,

Snare of DelilahRight back down in the throes of forever,

ShameShame usually makes things worse,

Insane FreedomThe city is full of monsters

Sliced One Last TimeHealing would not be forthcoming, not for a long…

Fugue of Space and MindThere are only so many avenues, only so many

'Mid the PinesWe believe that some ideas are better than others…

Meatloaf and PeasHe sits in the kitchen for some reason

DragonThe dragon dwells inside the damsel.

Love ReimaginedI promise to tease you relentlessly