Clusters of words don't
add meaning only disguise...

Man in the wilderness
shouting "I am!&quot...

You who seem to be born with a pen in your hand,
who hold it as second nature integral to yourself...

Thomas is about words
but not empty words...

She looked young and spirited
as her friends took her picture...

As dawn breaks over Mid-East land
this tired Texan bids all goodnight...

It always starts the same:
I find myself in a resort hotel...

Once I believed in my destiny
to change the world...

When I was young and not yet schooled
my mom would make me accompany her...

Always seeking the inescapable:
that ambition to be greater...

Swimming is like flying
over teeming coral reef...

Sandbag your heart
keep your distance...