In wonder I held a cheap pen,
squeezed it between my fingers...

For how long would a boat be tossed into the
ocean before it settles on a tender destination...

When a long novel
is signed in misfortune...

Like a waterfall my sweet, I fall frequently
into the painful pleasure your love bestows me...

Having no else present,
but that which makes all else visible...

My heart
not so stupid anymore...

You're made of seeds, of soil and stone,
you're of life, of flowers- from flesh to bone...

I might hurt you, make you cry
make you wish you want to die...

Shall the haze of winter
bring to stillness...

I covet tomorrow to shine beyond the sun in...
from the point of no return, running beyond the...

Soft sadness wears my skin,
mainly the coat tinted on my face...

Disintegrate! as I expose
your figurative panels, to...