Smoky pine, cedar, and cloves
haunt the grove close to home...

I play "Gymnopédie No. 1" to a home
busy with ghosts and painted apathy...

exhausted with the expectations
leave me barefoot in heavy snow...

I tried all the sweetest things,
gardenias bloomed from...

I tried to outsmart them,
contorting my limbs...

She visits today,
amidst clouds and clutter...

I remember the frantic
clicking, as I searched for...

I wake up shivering, burying my hands in my...
I am alone, so I savor it...

Last night, I looked in
the mirror, and wasn't...

It's safer if I don't share,
don't open a coffin...

Swallow it,
the guts and...

Why bother speaking
when you question all I've said...