(2003)
When you are gone and I am grey, I’ll look back fondly on this day. Your ice-blue eyes and ice-cream s… will dance before me yet awhile. Those little looks, your searching…
Racing ahead, rushing at speed. Where does it come from, this urge… This need for an answer, conclusio… Why can’t you be happy with simply… and hanging in mid-air, waiting an…
Pulling the door closed with a cli… the spring air pulses through my v… With a quick, light, fickle step I start to feel alive again. As his body thrusts its way to the…
Do we both know this must end? Is that why we’re collecting memor… Living the present for the sake of… Reliving the moments before they’v… My collection’s growing daily
Like mercury, he shone. Bright light deflecting, distracting from fluidity. Unstable, he scattered.
If I could live my life in suspen… I would choose to live it with you… If I could be young forever witho… I would be young forever with you. If I could stay in this moment an…
Cold tiles calm clammy skin as blood redder than the brightest tomato — like red pen ink
Hair grows and skin sheds and nail… And still my heart is true Days pass and nights stretch and t… And still my heart wants you Dust settles, wounds heal and scar…
So what are your thoughts? Tell m… your thoughts. Tell me what you want. So how do you feel? Reveal to me your heart. Show me what
Here come his footsteps, erratic a… There go his shoulders, bumping an… A bowling ball sliding, one side t… Not quite careering; quietly keeli… I hold my breath tightly right ins…
There’s dayglow-soaked outrage all over the news. Petitions, bold claims and die-in campaigns. Point-scoring games
I feel the warmth of your body holding me in a protective ring. I smell the ironed cleanness of yo… as you pull me closer. As I cling to you, knowing this is the moment
Her eyelids unfold slowly, night shutters open. Her horizon begins to fill, takes… The brown curves of his neck, shoulder, bicep. His back
White spots sparkle on the water, Sun streaks catch the waves. Eyes bubble - startled tears. The train moves on its way. This place. This nook. This small…
Secrets of sleepy suburbia behind… Kicked off high heels, scruffied s… still, hidden lives play out insid… Dark dramas execute themselves and… mundanity trickles on and the surr…