What is it to love--If not painful and destructiveIf not indescribableIncomparable to the sight?The lean on the sidewalkDandelions growingIn cracks, i..
I think of the momentI fail youI lose my gripOn this proverbial cliff;In your eyesDo I sink fasterThan you imagined I would?Does the way I dieDisappoi..
Take Interstate 35 and driveUntil the gas runs outOr you get a flatAnd leave yourself stranded--Abandoned on the longDark highways of Texas.Somewhere ..
No one loves you for your gritThat goes unexpressedIn the quiet of your room--By candlelight and pressed deepInto the lines of your palms.The broken w..