The pain of knowing
It won't go away...

Why can't I trust you?
Why can't you feel me...

I love the world when I cannot see the lines in...
When everyone is young and beautiful...

It is Christmas Eve again
And the family has gathered 'round...

Love has crept upon me
On me...

I'm sorry that I am not perfect
Because I know how wonderful perfection is...

The figure looms overhead
With its foreboding bronze...

The view from Arberry Meadow always sucked.
I never had the privilege of seeing faces on the...

Her face is wild, uncontrollable
Like an undisciplined child's...

My rage doesn't always blossom
Sometimes it shuffles to the surface...

Your beauty steals my sense of fear away
True eyes, I gaze in, banishing the clock...

I have begun to strain the black from the white
But I fear-- and this is an old fear of mine...