Ella tenia un buen sentido del hum… Ella era la risa Conocia la desaprobación de todos Debía de haberle alabado desde ant… Si es que su cielo alguna vez habl…

I was laying awake then dreaming of nothing Knowing that, as a man of pain He would enlighten my feet. I Was forced into a devil’s barga…

“Believe" said the Angel as she cradled the head of the man who slept Dreaming of his wife and marriage. “Believe” said the Angel

silence can be beautiful there can be so much meaning and emotion in words unspoken...

under my tumour un-genius copied intent brain are turqouise… stolen pebbles and ruby gems mixed… people from your history not my own schooling of

the funny thing about tears is how powerful they are the tears sliding down my face signal an apology to you for the emotional hurt I’ve given.

I wish you were here Just looking… I know am not even your friend, no… I know am just a coward I know I cant say the right words I know I always cry at night

Your voice is rustling the falling… the marble angel praying over you has cold hands that give no recompense So many stones

Wrappings, Roses and Tinsel creat… peninsulas, travels, litterings of… well-wishes, seagull fodder, recyc… books of poems as doorstops, the such.

Slamming the door as I storm out… Cold from the concrete penetrates… I pick up the only thing close, a… Angry words still burn in my mind… Self centered, childish words all…

I shouted my name through the vine… but there was no answer. My name died on my lips. No stone would consecrate it. The vines parted no more.