At night she wilts
in the same old chair...

Found this buried on my computer and thought I...

All you should think about
is the pressure...

I am orange on the inside.
The orange of a sunrise...

When you touch me
my skin becomes an ocean...

Three twenty seven and her head
spins, impaled on...

I've been
waiting by the dip...

What Happened in Gloucester
First, I see the gulls...

Mindlessly,
I divulge information...

Once, I thought I'd leave a place and find myself.
I arrived, wrapped myself in sand...

Beneath my ribs, an intrinsic understanding of
warm muscle, steady breath...

Partly because I couldn't be drawn to care,
and partly because my bed is warm...