I feel most at home
when it's raining...
My alcoholism
controls everything I do...
Again, June came -- uninvited,
shadows glimmer as I think about...
The good
Lord does not grant...
Hide it within smoke and mirrors,
Slink into the black and fear...
lyrics hum in my heart,
rolling off the tension in my shoulders...
Ask me to be silent
and I will...
An inexorable wildfire of
nostalgia steadily...
This is not a great inferno,
It's the thing that starts the burn...
Who are you I ask
I'm you he replies...
Hellon, so it was you
You who invented this form...
I.
"I feel hungry,"...