I’m 16 years behind you I see your quickening decline —soon to be mine— Through the years I’ve denied this truth, that

Myopic my culture dystopic the lea… trading in my belief system drop-kicking my freedoms my head is ringing Taking my stake in a land that I…

—The Silver Passenger Train— One long picture window of small heads passing parked cars racing by red warning lights and

o. k., we’re gonna try it A different way this time– Do what you say For real; Not just for play - Put my soul under your knife

The weak will gravitate to the lou… they will be the most dangerous of groupings, and the largest. The intellectuals will try to comb… their forces –Everyone is right

Oh, to be in love is very wonderous whether it’s the first time or the hundredth!

I put this thing around my body years ago to keep me warm, To help protect me from the bad and those who’d do me harm - See, I learned this lesson long a…

I see the words forming then breaking– remaking sentences that once made sense now nonsense, wispy tendrilled clouds

Arms stretched out before me Sun on my face I am weightless... but only for a… The wind rushes past whistling, whipping

The people we elect won’t obey the… the people they appoint don’t eith… by design our demise is assigned through another country’s policy, corrosive, corrupting -

This story is a true one, a tragedy of sorts about the love a girl has for a sh… one that would never come to port. Every day she stood upon his shore…

Today, we officially became A communist country, our Constitution ripped of its frame as we watched on our TV’s —The government we trust?

We are but wretched little things small-minded in our finer’ies, selfish in our mine’eries Just wretched little things with our eyes shut tight

I sat down under a lonely tree to contemplate the lov-e-ly way it swayed, so laz-i-ly, in the sunny, summer sun. And as I sat, I wondered how

Tears wept swept the nation Flooding sorrow at the loss, the Queen is gone, all Hail the King, in station - The end; the making of the last.