As I search through, all that remains
a violence flows within my veins...
I refuse to write of a time
when faltered winds...
She went to his house, thinking they were friends
Not knowing that this night, her subconscious life...
I miss you, altho I know you're not dead.
Pictures of your disability are stuck in my head...
We are immeasurably extended in time and space. We...
It was information overload
when the vet first broke...
She may not be perfect,
every dog has its flaws just as we do...
Every time I feel like falling down,
your velvet paw gently lands upon my hand...
I remember the day
you were dropped off at my house...
It is never too late to return to yourself
and start fighting back to renovate your life...
I like to believe
that holes appear on the road before us...
I see the dormice
scurrying home...