Flurries in India: Nothing’s impossible If life is a string Pulling me along.

There is no real romance like fore… There is no time or room to breath… But just the beating of their hear… Traps you. Like a rabbit hopelessly ensnared,

She looked like innocence And felt like sin And died like grace And fell like a bird And fell like a bird

Twigs on fire Never linger, never flit. Their emotions stand dire To the situation that cannot be sp… Twigs on fire never see.

While you were gone, My childhood dog died. I wept for both of you, And I felt like a corpse. While you were gone,

What if your face was a poem alone… I bet People would read it and cry, And some would feel inflated afte… Because they witnessed something

I lost my innocence On a king-sized sheet With four posters And the two of us. Just the two of us

Sam said, “Get over it.” As if I could Just climb a tree. Sam said,

Walking by at night, I saw the falling snow Tumble down like sleep. God, how could you be So cruel as to give

A tree fell in the park last night… I didn’t hear it go. The innards smelled of peppermint, And I felt the crumbling dirt Turn into ash in my hand.

I feel like I want to hurt, To show myself how beautiful this… The illusion makes me strong. I feel like I can’t get hurt, But I still hope for the pain of…

I sing of a new carol Which starts silly giggles As a speeding blue carriage Runs merrily through the dark.

Am I incurable? It seems so. I’m an incorrigible invalid Of the heart.

I often cajole myself Into crying, But I refrain. I know I’ll never stop.