Little one,
I make my vow to you...

I'm a creative mastermind,
Working as if blind...

You took away my heart,
When our relationship fell to pieces...

A creak of the wooden floor,
An amble, a bare movement, initiates a great...

I have my doubts,
God knows i have my fears...

You are the morning, and to me, the evening star,
You are a burning ember, but illumination from...

Ode to the skin-bag,
Who used to be 500 pounds...

Deafening quiet, certain unsureness,
Hopeless hopefulness and a sour sweet...

Discover Me,
An everlasting companion...

The rocking chair has rocked half a million times,
She has paced nearly three times that...

First Verse:
Sitting here watching you, knowing there's nothing...

Henry McNeally sat whittling one evening on his...
Humming quietly, he watched the sky to the north...