Free flow
memories lingering...

Right now
alone in a room a man...

Traveling down life's highway,
roadlines reflected off car windows...

A broken heart can
kill you as much...

Shabby clothes just a well worn skin,
autumn sunset bathes the dead cornfield...

I stand in the middle of nowhere
staring at the autumn moon...

Created in our own image,
ever vigilant...

Once i had a deep, magical,
love affair...

She is like jazz
with playful rhythms &amp...

Passing through the
back alley network of secrecy...

I love the sky
It's just there...

Dazzle a weary mind
with fresh roses of sustenance...