Familiar translucent swirls
of a crisp new season...

The air smells of sandalwood
and fills my nose...

I loved him
(still do...

I remember a time
when I wore my skin...

He left my rhythmic world
for something...

This morning I wrote a poem
about a yellow heart...

Oh, my precious painter
you were always so beautiful...

JC is a blob of a man,
he acts like a monkey...

I'm enthralled by those certain girls
who sport red lipstick...

I'm still searching for truth
in old answers...

Love left my little shell again,
just to prove to me...

There's a fat man sitting alone
at the corner cafe...