Transfixed before a glass walled pillar
filled with sculls of murdered persons...

Dance class was a time to learn poise
class should shine through it all...

Neon guitars and Day-Glow stars
no longer put a grin upon my face...

On the cusp of a dream
I found you...

Beautiful heathen in the wild
you run the forest like a beast...

Someone turned their back today
someone else had to die...

I must stop putting
fourteen gallons into my...

She has a secret smile;
it could be from anything...

I lay in bed preparing
for the looming long chill...

Only in this world economy
could the transformation...

When you walk at night
with a gray cat in the park...

You never walked out on me
stayed in the very next room...