I sit here,
trying to dig deep...

I see right through you
and your empty eyes...

Was such a small soft soul
that was enshrined in a hole...

My day has been consumed by emptythots.
Everything leads back to that one...

Love.
What is it...

You have yo have peace with yourself,
to have peace with others...

Pain is something sweet,
mold and rott...

School play
on a friday night...

I
still want...

Desires within me
Encouraging deep voice...

FilL my cup
make me whOle...

E.e. cummings:
1(a...