Framed pictures
dangle upon the...

She dances with demons,
as the scissors cut slow...ly...

Feeling abandoned, where the sun never shines
allows you to cast away demons...

I became a silhouette
as moon kissed night...

Savoring dusk within a night
of tasteless moonshine, dry eyes...

The repetition of droplets fall like angels
into veins of suffering eyes that read...

You sizzle under a glistening moon,
savoring your seasoned soul with a...

Thirst is quenched by ignorance,
segregating tongues from water...

Skeletal dancers,
prancing in catacombs...

Tiny seedling planted in earth
quenching rain, started my birth...

I wish that I could tell it like you do,
because the need to splash color...

I love the feeling of cold linoleum
as I sit alone in the dark...