photography, poetry and design

Why Knot Design


All the strange faces
Gather in familiar places
Looking out to see reflections
Of a past… Was it you? Was it me?
Laughing and living in different worlds
Silent and crying we hold on tight
What is that noise, who beckons?
Will anyone ever hear inside?
Open windows to behold
Not knowing makes us old
Running naked through the streets
People are afraid to see
Who is that so vulnerable to me
Running naked it looks so sweet
Grinding down the bit will break you
Gnawing gently you may nip your soul
So much we really never know
Dance child dance
Your cradle is in his eyes
Sing child sing
You shall learn to fly
Good bye child good bye
All fathers must die

Richard Joseph Yessian II