Fourth in the Fire When I was with you I stayed up all night. Now we have parted, I cannot sleep.

My child’s, child of mine. What have I done to disturb you? Shall I agree? To disagree Is such a shame

Chasing highs Stopped listening to myself And the bodies were mounted Eight years full Betting on myself,

Top of misery the churning of blood Inflation of muscles Gnashing of teeth. Ongoing tension suffocates me

I used to know you draped over my back you first gripped me a glorious shroud of warmth. By surprise, you wrapped your arms…

Forgiveness/New Friend “Madness!”, was the word That flickered among the two birds You left all your wings on the sta… And so did I– damaged and bruised

And to the thoughts That lead me in circles Wondering when and what if I ease you now. Life without a little delusion

Woods Joseph Ambrosino Into the barren leaves Dressing the soil Into the pollen topped

And to my son Yet to be born I can hear you With a gentle voice kind enough to silence broken hear…

Out of all desires That my life’s myth Noised about None can compare To the screaming and gnashing

When I turned the page what happened kept me. Unbeknownst to me. Ink blotched in all directions My Bones hollowed to the mess

Turning On Gil It was to my amazement that those white men and women gra… with precious titles such as “trailblazer, educated ”

Se l’amore Potevo vedere solo Attraverso i miei occhi Drappeggiarmi Copritemi con le tende

Looked in the mirror And the stains shaped like me Formed into something greater Looked in the mirror And what do I see