She visits today,
amidst clouds and clutter...

.
He carries the weight of who I am...

You've been quiet lately,
and I always know why...

This plague that keeps suffocating you,
only survives on society's lack of faith...

You have your face roughly
in the palms of your hands...

Loneliness is cold;
it’s wanting to turn on the heat...

I smiled at his pain last night.
A guilt-free indulgence...

6/11/2011.
At night there were no restrictions...

Everything you would hope you would receive from...
You are not a sick weakling...

I didn't know?
I...

I am able to dream myself away
into ancient forests whose array...

Lately, I've done more writing than praying.
But maybe this ink could serve as a prayer...