You are the catalyst of my purpose… an invader of freewill; A welcome trader, in everything I…
I see you, curbside, sitting in th… Making wishes long lost and age wa… still clinging to a derelict dream Know that you will save it, and cl… Every score, every abuse, every lo…
to think without eyes or ears the touch or smell
The look of shame, stress; Hunger and fear, I resist the urge to free a tear. All I’ve preyed, caged; Gathered and spilled...
A one handed gift giver; full of e… Could take the tender of a trust t… and make millions. Bury this trust in a mound of pers… and call it a wash in a handshake…
Soot It seems you may have some soot To gather, to get rid No other place but on your face It stays, persists
Don’t you worry, Babe; it’s comin… It’s on it’s way; on the return. That openness you shared with me; Has been searing a brand, On every thought I have of you.
I was talking with myself a little… When promptly did I learn, that t… And having finally found out, once… —He was without a doubt making no… Until I thought, in that moment I…
My memory bank leaves me filthy ri… even in that often thought of ditc… Loved ones so terrified of the sid… imagine me all dirty, choked, and… My tender
I sit here, reading, waiting Patiently contemplating On words, written, said And taking them to bed So I lay, repeat, say
my heart is beating and for this i am thankful i can breathe i can breathe! my heart is beating
Death by dreaming; bedim my eyes It crept in scrawl, skin and all The thoughts in tandem; tantrum, w… Upon the “waking”, with words expl…
I saw you first In a famous Blue Dress A souvenir I took And have kept ever since You called me out
Show me; Tell me. Or is this a matter of being seen, with the coming on of a little anx… Just show me;
In this time of need, feeling inco… and relying on unfolded dreams questioning every last belief buried in the deepest of seam is a book I have yet twice to read…