It’s not just the vodka
stirring in my gut...
I fear for the day when I no longer see the good...
Or even in myself...
So long ago, I once saw
a raven so black and bright...
repeat it
until you believe it...
I cram bits of the loneliness in letters—I...
stamp them, get dressed in a nice outfit, and make...
I gather the stars in a basket
And bask in the flickering light...
I will love you unconditionally;
be you blood of my blood...
It's so difficult to gain that strength
to leave my bed in the morning...
I sleep well, occasionally
Doing my best to prevent it...
With winters silent shroud the forest waits
for formless foggy breath to evanesce...
I disappeared the other day
I don't know how I did...
A swan cannot be alone.
A lonely swan is only a question mark...