My heart is a black hole in space, sucking
the bones of love dry...

Once I was a black jungle cat
lounging with chin on paw...

In Spring, I plucked thee,
and heard the wet snap of twigs...

Sweet Jane
Walking through the valley...

Shady mornings, sun peaking in
My curtains can't contain the time...

Budapest is not so far when
Your tenderness is formed behind...

She is calm and quiet,
filled with softly beating hearts...

Swinging from a deadwood branch
with crosses planted in...

It would be funny
If you bumped into me on the sidewalk...

The lights have gone out
I try to stay awake...

Sun haunts below my curtain feet
Protracted nights of drinking and...

Softly spoken words of wisdom
Open up your heart then speak to me...