Jeffrey likes to go around topless,
and uses his bed as a chair...

Another morning I awake defeated
beaten by my own inadequacies...

Another pretty face crashes onto the scene
promiscuously acquiring young boy adoration...

Dear lover
something you should have known...

Raindrops explode on contact with the ground
they calm while canceling out surrounding sound...

With lies transparent, and our skin bare
it becomes apparent, we are far beyond repair...

Adore my ways
in this dream...

A magical trinket found in a mischievous bazaar
the essence of tranquility collected in a jar...

Her room is filling with water
and she never learned to swim...

Like a mouse in a hole its where he should have...
but the craving in him had to make the connection...

Around the corner and down the hall
there lies a personal paradise...