dead water and the rising smoke from the desert rocks still to erupt with the fire of love. Perhaps newer. The desire to live life without risk. Hidden. An erect spine Time is timid to ...

I have a hole in my heart. Once a trusty pouch is now a conspiring pump that floods my insides with the dark red fury

A long time ago I wrote a poem for a girl whose beauty and grace was captivating, enthralling but who was also

There is no other, no mother, no father, Only you and me Between the shade, of the house we made,

We shoot for superiority. The best of the idea, the winning match and set game for the domination. I, with masculine energy,

There’s a little bit of blood on my breathe. My blood, breathing, within vitality

I sat in a lowly lit room in a harsh winter night, fallen into a sense of despair and feeling brutalized by life.

There it is again, that weird, translucent awareness suddenly felt when sitting directly opposite from som… in a small, non-intimate room.

I’m hesitant, a little anxious and KINDA NERVOUS. I haven’t talked to anybody at all this week

Menacing clouds break thunder with three snaps, and the clock down the hall strikes three chords in the hallowed night.

Seemingly inspirational, apparitions of the unconscious mind, perhaps signals of inherited and

And the others withhold experience from me. So that I sit, and stare,

Little black rocks dotted the side… as I held my gaze down there. What was I doing here... almost crippled by fear No, I’m doing this.

She was my little nymph Unaware of it but something I onl… The love legendary in moments beyo… as I close my faithful eyes to fin… I feel awake as my mind pushes my…