i started a fire
at a nearby pavilion...

It hardly seems to matter how often you
can remind me of worth, of strength, of...

The sadness creeps in,
unsuspected, unwanted...

She expected me to never forget her,
I realize I never will...

Your eyelids are the color of winter
morns where aghast clouds blush the faintest...

When a road comes to a dead end,
Find a way around it...

Give me props for trying.
It's been over a year since my guts spilled out...

Only one bulb is playing its harp....
rims of serenity's lost friend...

/
She sleeps in distorted holes...

I regret most of our conversations,
especially the important ones...

She's written her tragedies down in passionate ink
Waiting for a sign from the clear, cloudless sky...

Solitary limbs
Face powdered and as calm...