Thoughts leave ripples in my head
Like a boat from shore to shore...

New poem, new character
Let us call her Jane...

Frigid
Cold...

When time turns to granite, immovable,
you will be there. A quartz crystal ribon through...

Circular songs of music and dance
Dance around spinning words of romance...

Starry nights rip through my mind
Like bullets through my cheek...

Cute poem time
Understanding love and crime...

I hate the way I look
You look away...

Salt and sugar on your cheek
Tires on the road...

A silver stream trickles where dancers used to be
It leads to the lake, so full and blue...

It twirls in small circles
As it hangs on a string...

Calorie count on diet pill bottles
Trying to look like the magazine models...