Casper Fitzgerald
Dreaming my dreams and singing songs from another time.
Casper Fitzgerald
Dreaming my dreams and singing songs from another time.
Dreaming my dreams and singing songs from another time.
Dreaming my dreams and singing songs from another time.
Another appointment. A second opinion. Yet it all keeps coming back the same. They say I’m healthy, I’m still young. Just pushing 30 years old, “you’re still in your prime!”
But how is this my prime? When I feel the lowest I’ve ever been. When dark of night is stretched thin into the glow of twilight, another restless night. When my appetite shrinks into nothing. My focus, now dull. I’ve grown de...
Back then, things weren’t too strange between us strangers. We were grifters. Traveling one town to another in search for work. Gold mines, farmhands. Hell, even the role of barhand. But what we were really looking for wasn’t work. It was trouble. Any time those saloon doors swung open was like the tumbling of a slot machine you’d find on one of them fancy river boats out east. Always hoping it wa...
Not yet
But we have both been waiting so long
We laid beneath the stars in the sky
Burning strong
With an intensity which envied the sun
And so the sun came up and told the stars they had shined enough on this night
Yet, one star remained to shine until the twilight shone way into dawn
“Not yet,” said this final star....
I am a beauty to be seen. Shimmering, shining. Churning, restless. I am a slave to the phases of the moon. Within consists countless monsters of the deep; leviathans, and gentle giants, too.
What I take, I will never give back. And what life I give, I will always take back.
I exist in seven bodies. I am every shade of green and blue. Under the night sky we meet at the horizon line and blur toget...
The bathroom mirror tends to fog, and when it does I can see the faint impression of sweet-nothings your finger carved through the mist.
When I find myself in a crowded place I can’t help but to scan over everyone to find your face.
Even when it comes to ordering a coffee, I order it just the way you liked it. I am desperate for what your lips once tasted.
Should I hear your first name out of t...
It’s a shame when you think of it like this
When water rounds off rocks and wind carves through canyons
We are two forces working against one another
If I stand to keep my feet planted where we are then you will take away pieces of who I am
But, it’s been awfully nice being with you in the light of the moon, bearing the stars in our eyes with the scars on our hearts...
I recognized his eyes as soon as he walked through the door. I froze. I couldn’t do this right now. Our gazes locked on one another as my line of sight trailed downwards to his dirty brown boots. The weight of his gait cracking the floor boards. I could feel my heart caught in my throat, then plummeting down to the ground. Ripe and ready to be crushed beneath his feet.
The smell of cheap wine and...
When I died, my shadow decided they would take over. But how many times have I already died? How much more should my shadow live?
You used to say you loved me and then you left me as a stranger, a piece of myself died that day. I felt like nothing in this world mattered anymore. The warmth of sunlight no longer touched my skin. I was cast into an abyss as I sunk from sublime heights into harrowin...
I must be out of my mind
The way I can’t keep my eyes on the road
As two hands hold steady
Gripped white-knuckled, bound to the steering wheel
Onwards through the curtains
Of darkness as sheets of icy snow falls
Blanketing over trees
As canopies above concave to weight
Cracking under pressure
Oh, what a state to be in, don’t you think?
To be pushed to a point
With your back against a wall, fe...