Lack of sleep
has become the only...

You spoke of changes
as we poured salt on...

37.5000 N, 85.0000 W
At night, when sleep eludes her...

Usually I loathe the taste of coffee,
but today I need caffeine to get me through this...

Pamper me with your poetry,
whisk me away into a foreign land...

As the thunder rolled over the black boundless...
lightning strikes against my soon to be heartless...

Tonight,
no longer will we be each others competition...

Pinched cheeks vine along
a coconut's bungalow...

Dancing daintily
Among azaleas aroma...

My dream-catcher caught a
glimpse of you last night...

Ink bleeds from the corners
of her mouth and dribbles...

A messy bun that took more than a few tries
to perfect is plopped atop a poet's head while...