I trip along this path
Stumbling on words sent before...

Sorrow filled tears
Drop silently to the floor...

Sometimes I wonder
If this is really real...

Charles D.'s drives me crazy
His sentences are far too long...

The glossy diamonds slipping through
Her scarred fingers come unglued...

I'm about to become another percentile
Another Divorcees lost child...

Lying on the floor
Is where they found her there...

My scribbles
Reflect her style of art...

Two strangers passing on their bikes
On a sunny April day...

Shadows
Dark and Hidden...

Sometimes words fall out of my head
They roll down my legs...

Once upon a shattered life
There lay a girl...