I am not documented by my thoughts
but by touch...

Touring the city
at a quarter to eleven...

They wore satin robes, a heart protected by
intangible armor...

I can't seem to let things go-
last night I returned from a place...

I want to carry her with me,
into the soft-spoken night where fears...

There is peace in my soul,
when I rest my eyes on the hills where...

You are here with me in the tight grooves, where...
find solace for...

We were never childhood friends, living down the
country roads where we could have thrown stones...

He says he can leave me with
an outlet, a bureau I can imprison...

Half past midnight,
and one moment I was lying sleepily on my bed...

Tonight, I found myself in a rainstorm that was...
its chest roaring with wounds inflicted upon...

She tucked letters under her arms,
tying them with rosemary...