All these things I can't release
onto you...
Her small face rested on my arms,
for I have approached her broken part...
Wintry kaleidoscopes form prisms
within a mind filled with grief...
Walls etched in acidic nightmares
coat the outer rim of my mind...
Repetitive emotions
scatter like squirrels...
Beautifully she flew by night
inside a covered cloud she slept...
Butter cups hold secrets
while whispering dandy's...
I smoke to keep my calm,
the nicotine and caffeine share...
The dread creeps into consciousness
sparked by failure to remember...
Cancer becomes a cruel stalker of the night-
abducting our children and loved ones...
Tell me numbers
mixed with riddles...
Don't come at me with your cheerful
My wretched has settled in...