I touch - her alabaster skin,
My eyes consume this sin...

For Matthew
Vibrating rock, ricocheted variations...

Run into - Collide,
My inside outside...

Cold fingers down the heated spine,
Flesh to flesh, meld and intertwine...

It stings now, where once was whole,
It bleeds now, out from the gaping hole...

Silent whispers echo off,
What time contests to doff...

The Falling Lady
- Of a constellation in the night sky...

Cold, Still, Defensive, Alone,
A running motionless drone...

Some walk like dogs, they think they own it all,
Some sweat like hogs, they'll stab you when you...

If in the valley, we are overcome,
Within the shadow, and discouragements from...

I try to hold onto the words you say,
But they rebound and drift away...

Cold,
On the floor...