Irony's not lost
comforting her for lost beau...

She aches for the beach
that never seems to come...

Unquenched fire under a deluge;
pouring cool love onto hot coal...

He
died with...

Sometimes I just think
how I am supposed to feel...

It is a smallish park built for soccer;
thousands of weekend kids play...

I have been broken
many times in life...

I hate Google maps
I love to discover...

In times of need
your friends will feed...

Diabetes yields
at least one good benefit...

Climbed sacred mountains
swam in pools of the goddesses...

Some of you children must go to the stars
please take my ashes, they're ever so light...