I will start where there isn't a lie;somewhere in the middle, after it all-after the worst of itwhen we turned aroundand fell-into the darkinto the st..
The burning of this world isinconsequential.I only care about what happensbetween yours and mine.Twilight passes and yourface changes color.From viole..
Damn you.All I can remember from warringwith youis the scent of old leather.The clink of your keysand the wildflowersyou let die in your car.The mulbe..
The lightin the fridgewent outtoday.The damn thingnever reallyworkedquiteright.I'm gladthough.Because nothingin thedarkis betterthannothingI can see.A..
I think God has favorite peoplelike a mother has a favorite child;she will say she loves them all equally,and love them all she does.But there is alwa..
I gather a bundle of drooping wildflowers;they seem to wither when I touch- I take;Fingers clutching limp stems, wet with dew-I return to the sickly r..
That distant and misty, shrouded deep;an inevitable terror for the man asleep.Paralyzed by the empty of nothingness;a heart which begs, with none to b..
There is no attachment.I am distant from you.As distant as distance goes.And when your gentle heartBrushes against my own--We are but different season..
There's something in that darknesssomething passing through its depths;something possessed of fractured lightsomething brimming its blistered lips.I k..