I never anticipated staying the night
under groggy stars and cloudless dark...

I am waiting for him.
Not the handsome stranger...

Sin scars your heart,
constituting a false sense of reassurance...

No one would ever compose a song for me
because who notices what I feel...

I don't know what to write
without mentioning your name...

Surrounded.
These shrill voices mock...

Before I relax in lulling thoughts
I need to centralize one above all...

Friendship lapses
into smoky promises...

I have always been concerned with my health habits
like what I inhale and the choices I stoop over...

Your words sting
and emancipate white winters...

I am a messenger,
delivering priceless sermons...

Jellyfish fingers
slide beyond summer's treasure cove...