in life i oftenrun in circlesforgettingto sit with herto hold her hand(in silence)on the wayto the hospitalin pain againi wonderwhat more can they do(..
don't box me inthe confines ofyour squared edgestoo sharpto suit my curvingmoralitydon't you knowcomplacencyis a bondage?made smallby comfortmy mongre..
Hearts don't fadeimpressions hiding , maybe.Left to the windover and underwonders nevercease to amazethe Heartthe MindNo matter whatinflammatory as I ..
my hands are getting oldevery vein now proudly stands to attentionas if I were a junkiefilling themwith livingthey appear a little roughlike i never l..
My daughter's smileIs twelve hours distantBut homeIs as close as the doors of sleep.My son's aggressionis five hours awayBut home is always filled wit..
Delirium's downpour Swamps the tides of evening. Gin sets lips to champagne. Night sweats; pearls of sweat Squat in armpit and crotch. Breathing labou..