Are you my glories bride? in the moments when I breathe with… A laugh a piece to bribe the doubt… Will you lie a little, kiss my hand and give the signal?

I cannot find favor In loves growth chaperoned I have no detector No pocket ace No perfect way

Drag me down to the river, to wash these stains away. On it’s banks I cry, and drown the pain of yesterday.

In the grace of a Holy Church bel… Chiming hungry latent tune We grew impatient for it’s death k… Muted ringing now entombed. Under guise and shrouded intellect

I sit here, reading, waiting Patiently contemplating On words, written, said And taking them to bed So I lay, repeat, say

She told me not to say it, that to… So I’ve addressed it here in writ… After having slipped my tongue She seemed to listen for a moment If only, to make it clear

When I gather up the last count of my own scattered teeth. past present ovation for the failure of some cosmic sheath. of softened rain promised or the discord of confusions tone the mo...

You are the catalyst of my purpose… an invader of freewill; A welcome trader, in everything I…

Show me; Tell me. Or is this a matter of being seen, with the coming on of a little anx… Just show me;

When I was just a kid No more than thirteen Decidedly I grabbed A nightmares dream With contemporary belief

My House; My Castle Crumbling on cue As piece, by piece All comfort; Consumed My halls; My doors

Here it is again, the time searched for and found; when the curls unwind, and the moment stands brief; “To all time”.

I can burn a page or two, forget a name with the thought of… Ignore the need, the pleas, but this thing I cannot do. I want to bring it to you,

to think without eyes or ears the touch or smell