Flaming red hair, burning, yearning.
A vibrant dress of colors that...

Eric the Antichrist sitting by the phone
Flicking through the personal ads home all alone...

The stars no longer pinned to the black
Fell to the earth with a mighty crack...

Her new green dress hangs
sublime, floating shy and coy...

The smile of your shadow would illuminate
The solemn cracks in the cathedral floor...

He left his wife,
He left his job...

The dried up leaf blown
Crab like across concrete beach...

Wrapped in your tender graces and
Tied up with laughter...

Death stalked the streets,
Well maybe stalked is too strong...

When she opened my curtains and showed me the...
The brush was laden with a brilliant white...

I carried my emotional baggage up her stairs and
Stored it under the bed...

Tattered ribbons of black plastic
Caught on a wire fence...