Youth is wasted Proving you are a man Seniority is wasted Lementing lost youth
I don’t know if you read these things But if you do I’ll take your silence as a
The million incandescent bulbs that line Gibbs St from Barrett Place to Main go out just after midnight. Stragg… smokers sit or stand in the alley
Can you Unravel the lies You tell yourself To make it through Your uneasy
You drew me too deep inside.Only to cast me away. Playing
Here comes the rain To wash away All the things the could have been Here comes the rain ( again) A cleansing flood
It didn’t happen all at once The stress of impact And the heat of friction Combined Has a natural result
I’ve lost it again The words were just there Right on the tip Of my mind Now they’ve descended
There are so many things I’d like to say to you But when I see your face My mind just goes blank I’m terrified
Take care In how you engage the battle of who can care less. though it may
Too long trapped Hopeless and caged Owned and enraged I saw a way out Extinguished my apathy
The cherry red tip of ash falls from her cigarette to make love with a dry autumn leaf and set the forest ablaze.
I want to have it all A full meal with all the flavors Of the single morsel You fed me
The two of them sat face to face by the banks of the narrow stream smoking cigarettes, throwing stone… and dismantling
Hope is so elusive It just won’t come near Hopelessness and foolishness Grasping to things that just aren’… I can’t seem to find freedom