The Rot ; The rotting
The rotting of his flesh...

THE voices
I Can hear Them...

Poem:The Words
Everything She Says Seems So Rehearsed...

Through her Hair(for Cassie)
As I sit Here Running My Fingers Through Her Hair...

Today
Today is the Day you Figure it Out...

Untitled(a poem)
All I want is you...

Wrapped Around (Cassie)
As We Lay there wrapped around each other...