In the night all the
inks of the world can not shield...
Looking into the paradox
of distance and destination...
Now and here are the same magnet pole
as we go...
and the worst part of waiting
isn't knowing whether or not...
Rain drip-drops on my skiN
Umbrella is broken, hellO...
You conceal your malevolence and greed
behind the edifice of benevolent deeds...
The duets of lancing and laceration.
Flesh is tender...
~~The confession of a deranged reality to a man of...
Sometimes the nightmares are reality...
Stability is
a swinging pendulum that comes to a brief rest...
loud noises and flashing lights,
I try to keep them inside but I lose...
I think I'd rather be liked than known
And I know myself so much less than I should...
Perhaps in another lifetime I'd let myself be held
While tears shine like starlight on the tabletop...