You wake up earlier than usual, without the...
You try not to stress, absentmindedly picking at...

Last night, I gave into sins until
they chased me past thickets...

I'm told that time
conspires against...

You flay my muted mouth
coiling around with disgrace...

My lips tingled
and curled laconically...

Skin that heals, sores that no longer
ache, hope that croons on candlelit...

The notice before me is a parasite,
no longer matter that I'm musing over...

I am reflected in every shopping window,
half mutt, half widow of Wall Street...

...

The day mourned as if every tree base
was a rueful cry that became softened...

I blame myself for staying weak
without guiding and praying daily...

You held your heart to my chest
so I would remember the pound...