1. We had nothing much in common, except our...
2. We only spoke when no one would listen to us...

Fourth floor; chemistry. I watched
how pigeons tumbled from rooftops...

I'm walking through a gallery of Van Gogh and...
I see oil on canvas, and all I'm reminded of...

What if I walked
up-side-down...

At two, I stay awake for you.
At five, my dreams tug at my blanket...

If there's still an unidentified child inside of...
then why am I nothing but a photocopy...

To my lover: unlace the embroidery
that's become of my mind, unclasp...

There's something about my heart
and quantum physics, I forgot...

Three-hundred pens
on scratchy notebooks...

At 1 AM, I still look for her.
The girl I could've been...

Fairytales have to end someday,
so let me write for you...

These days, alcohol has become
a catalyst to catharsis, despite wine...