(2014)
I remember everything you said, I slept each night inside your bed… You claim I told you that I cared Yet I wasn’t there Because I’m not around,
Mid-night in your garden, With the futility of words, Outside the place we swore, I was doing so well But I don’t dream anymore.
For her without light, Never a distraction to choose, Heaven too will wait For him with no fight, It can come to the likes of you.
What could it take to stir a heart… How does resentment hold, where wa… Would pure desire and promise true… Gain love in spite of you? Who hears your voice, do they rece…
Have you ever played a cameo, Or held your breath for years? Carried on streets, words, and son… A thousand miles never here With you, but waiting to be living…
I lay adrift a mass of words And bones & thread, they went unhe… For devotion’s fled my awful clasp… And never will return. I begged my love; never for her lo…
Hearts are made of but blood and v… He asks a no-longer-needed world;… Carried alone to bed, on mute and… Disappearing like fog; watching yo… Though this wound is deeper than w…
All I see, softly glancing back a… Is all I need, all I ever wanted… Looking in your mirror, who I am… With clear hope, less the dread; Deeper in your heart, I always wa…
No weight, no strength, No good, no wealth Nor chances dealt, No oath, no plan Nor having felt
Send unto me your truths, and heed… Show grace and cast swete forgiven… Let me receive your demon’s; unwor… I will procure thy innocence to th… I acknowledge my faults; now willi…
Wearied perspective; I’m not the… And fate could have it worse, Yet I can’t cope, And always knew Consequence for un-ending hurt.
A paperback companion Tumbles behind fingers Like a cliff-top fall. Breathless anxiety Cannot succour
Autumn leaves in summer rain, Waylaid promise surrenders in sham… And a hundred requitement’s lay ca… In accumulative nights holds a lon… Collecting the stones of her young…
At this bus stop there is no sign Of ever a person being here. Verdant grass In a midway bedraggled ditch Slits the ribbon roads.
‘Time is a healer’ : fools heed su… The reward of reason Is the steadying balm, Not of a childe Seeking assurance