My driveway hasn't held a mailbox
in years, I think some construction...
Is this what experts call unrequited love? Falling...
I never wanted to be the "needy one"...
Where can I move where you are not near?
I skip through the fair, hands groping air...
I don't hate you, how could I?
It's true that I have distanced...
It's been over two months
since I was wheeled into that...
I opened the gas
chambers, snuck you in past...
Play your heart for me. What
chords these words often...
So confused by hatred preaching hatred, why
can we not love our brothers and sisters with...
Guilt snatches me out
of cozy winters...
I am reflected in every shopping window,
half mutt, half widow of Wall Street...
I never meant to walk these streets a liar,
pluck untruths from worn cotton...
Autumn waltzes through cornfields, harvesting
song like devout farmers who chant to weak crops...