Love is in the distance of a phone call
or in the sigh of delicate compromise...

A forced poem;
Spat on the screen...

A simple question;
Why am I so selfish...

Wish against the call.
You, murderer, are doubted...

I found,
A strand of her hair...

Our eyes,
Interlocked in gaze...

Melancholic bliss my darling, we sing it well -
our heart beats like wrecking balls in every...

Contort your voice and soul, spineless like the...
you break, the mind the soul; breathe in deeply...

I saw her, one wing torn,
Bleeding and left, angel, fallen...

With each and every word I
Speak and fail, and every motion...

Time passing through sandy waters,
Ringing, thoughts entwine my brain...

Slammed are the facts with nauseating drills of...
two minds coerced into careful conflict...