(2013)
A pit of spikes A trench fill with mustard gas. A stiletto between the ribs.
Forces of Nature more powerful than earthquakes, than tsunamis, the bane of happiness
How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide
If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much
People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much
When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the
Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed
Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future
I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to
Alone I stand Pondering my arts the fruits of my labors. All is good and I lay down my bru… But there is a voice,
A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads
This darkness in which I stand is void. I am alone with naught but my work… and naught but my thoughts. Though on occasion, he stands besi…
So, you don’t drink? or smoke? So, you are better than them? You let them use you, and you take the fall for them,