eventually I think we will sink from
all the tears the icebergs leak from the polar
caps, and the radio man will say “today
we’re sinking with a chance for sunny
...
there's been many days when all the world's black
when i have hid it with a breaking smile
and you have shown me just for what i am
a broken child
...
this floor is frozen with cold
and
the windows have
jack frosts
...
spent last night
alone
reading all the old poems
I’d written
...
Cover the ground with snow and white
Bury the town in soft moonlight
Watch the buildings flee from sight
On a lovers night
...
a clutch of nothing, you wish
for the dream to return, to
feel the tip of touch and let
the fingers dance mad once
...
Today I cannot love, today
there is a wall that’s built, I see
and toss a brick myself.
One atop and mortar it.
...
It's dawn again, I heard you say
Your tired voice spoke volumes with it's tone
I think you meant the world is black
When you called the moon a worthless stone
...
It goes like this
She offers her hand
You take it, she
Pulls back, says
...
yesterday unraveled into a sky that looked like
a bruise, and we call it today because it lacks
originality and life, and the sun still tries to shine
from out behind this dusty window pane
...