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and every time I try to take what's mine I'm always stuck behind the painted lines I find drawn in a mischief-maker's mind. thought I…
touch
is like a language that speaks infinite without speaking that spins words without a tongue that branches forth without lips that simplifies and yet can…
winter passing
It's winter again. He thought this to himself as he stared blankly out the foggy kitchen window, realizing the heaviness of the truth in that…
out like the light
The world is new when the lights go out.
Sitting in the dark living room makes it less of a room for living and more of…
gone off the rails
I have a big idea; it'll happen 'cause I say it will.Kept my heart in a box on a shelf for a while.Kept the thud-thud…
moments
Sometimes I think of you.I think of you at certain specialmomentswhen the timing is ideal.I think of younot all the time like in the movies.Not…
curbside fairytale
Hey Prince Charming, what do you have hiding inside those embroidered coat pockets for me? I'm begging; I'm down on one knee for your magic;…
summer rain
I remember you and I and the summer rain
with fresh green at our backs and eyes to
skies that never ceased to cry as days and
days…
packages
Without him, the letters didn't speak.
The typewriter lined them up in neat rows and bunches, giving them the barest form of meaning, but not a…
honesty
What do you want me to say?
Do you want me to lie? Make up excuses, maybe? Something really convincing and full of justification; straight from…
human
Mass of bone and flesh, lopsided faces, crooked smiles. Hands that reach out, grasping air as though someone else should be there. Feet that walk,…
never me, never him, never you
as the lights flicker,I falter, I stumblearound in the dark.where's the floor?where's the door?like I'm lost in agame where the winnersstopped keeping the score;is the…
