Ire
rising...

Pre-dawn heading to the airport
the hidden sun casts a yellow haze...

She told me
“I will wear flowers...

Between realizing our dearest hope
or facing a disappointing outcome...

Hate
abhor, detest...

Nihilism used to
plague me until I found out...

From world travels we two have made
I sift through pictures of our life...

Always running
away from myself...

Real understanding
of what true love would require...

From the time I held you
for the first ever...

Going Out to Play In the World
(an autistic journey...

However often I recycle the screen
it takes me nowhere except the same...