Love is said to be great
catches you by surprise...

A gaping wound, torrent of blood
spilling out the purest regret...

Tears cover my heart
tomorrow won't be a new start...

I have a rhyme for you
but you won't hear it...

I am a lie
I am a tear...

It is the only lamb whose scorn
No lips would taste, no eyes would mourn...

Your grin may be wide, my Dear,
but I can see that blackness in your eyes...

I spoke with my shadow the other day and wondered...

And the children would write palinodes to the...
Still Father Time is in crutches...

And the children would grin as they danced on the...
below the soft blue cradling them with a mother's...

Written in blood
lying on the floor...

I lift the whiskey bottle to my lips, allow the...
(Tell me if anything needs to be changed or if I...