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…

A man of modest means, he worked in a theater but was not a star or actor at first. No career, just a job and

Slow healing lasting impressions of your pitiful expression no longer do you have my empathy go ahead and keep on scheming

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

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.

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

Her name was Solitude, and she wa… like a seaport hit by a storm she collected sad butterflies, street addresses that don’t exist. But she had the fancy

David’s Mind flowing through tave… heart sighs in dancing quivers remembering how those lies were sh… By the goodness of her heart. David’s new tunes twisting in time…

I am trying to remember Where I hid myself The note I scribbled To remind my promises Of what I keep forgetting to do!

Orange and Green tangerines and oranges this is the way to the brown farm where people work from break of da… and never think they’ve worked too…

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