Play your heart for me. What
chords these words often...

So confused by hatred preaching hatred, why
can we not love our brothers and sisters with...

Guilt snatches me out
of cozy winters...

I am reflected in every shopping window,
half mutt, half widow of Wall Street...

I never meant to walk these streets a liar,
pluck untruths from worn cotton...

Autumn waltzes through cornfields, harvesting
song like devout farmers who chant to weak crops...

The library door is creaked open, for you.
I don't want the worry of, "is she having bad...

Hardcover flesh
clocked within Neo-Gothic...

A pen's ink is not always trustworthy, it can be...
poisonous to a nation divided by diversity instead...

Padded walls, cuckoo hearts, hospital gowns, med...
that's all visitors rant and rave about as if we...

Cloisters of powdered memories -
your promise to meet me on the moon...

I was not kicked out, flipped off, forced to shout
because of another lover...