Maybe i sound repetitive,
because i just repeat myself, change the tune...

What if our dreams are but imagined
and our nightmares always real...

You're so pretty.
You're so great...

Oh, beautiful bleeding
of the metaphoric kind...

When I say good night
I really mean...

Here is a poem of telling,
here is a poem of thought...

I lie awake some nights, staring at the shadows on...
There's always airplanes at night. The house is...

Look into the ocean blue,
and there you may just find...

Ever wonder if you're crazy?
How the room spins just for you...

The alphabet soup sky
keeps roiling and boiling...

I'm falling through that half-asleep confusion
where the shapes and sounds blur to one...

I can't sleep at night
'cause I know you're wide awake...