A hat for snow's lights,
to keep her tears from mixing...

Unplanned
accidents along...

Falling,
in the strangest ways...

//
What does it mean to be wanted...

//
I gasped, now knowing all my life I had been on...

My views are racing past bridges
in a dangerous cycle...

I take the turnpike in a blur of frenzied
yellowing lights...

I've never used a microscope for her skin before.
I simply believed her, that months ago rehab had...

There was integrity in betrayal,
a certain dark that could not be...

Who are you?
I am not MYSELF...

Huddled on the metro with
chewing gum and felt-tip pens...

How long has it been since I stretched
my neck to take a look...