Narrative

While I sit and think, my head starts to sink. When I open my eyes, I have to face my cries.The clouds are...

In a shadow of lies
the demon of death
lay in his eyes
depression
imbeded in...

Dark blackness fills the air.
A smoky mist filters through,and a shadowy figure stands.
The...

I walk the halls with the hand of Death holding my hand firm.
Iwant to run.
To get out of...

As the quilts were lain, we did a dance
We turned, then folded, and held our stange
My tears...

You were the black sheep with a giving heart, strong mindset they could tell you apart!
you grew up...

An image of relational grace,
vaulting toward a perfect 10...
then plummeting to the floor...

It is in the odorific attraction of blood
That death begins to seduce her senses
She waited...

Eulogies are hard to fit right.
Pine polish and bullshit, tingle the senses.
As wrong shaped...

‘I’ve got your spirit’ spoke the hand in the dark,
‘I can crush your freedom like bugs under a boot...

How often do you sit at home?

Wishing someone would ring you.

Suggesting anything, besides...

Droplets of salty spray from ocean waves,
drenched his ashen face
As he stood looking out far...

Big boat/small boat/regatta trichotomy,

regolithic imagination,

sifting in the quicksand...

We shared our words 'till death do us part'
'For better or for worse'
You owned my heart and...

This cup o' tea,

I could choke on it.

May as we'll be a cup

o' sand.

For...

I am but an insignificant speck, in this expanding never ending universe
My existence, nothing more...

Everyone stops and stares

Control your kid

He needs more discipline

He needs...