I have always been alone, at the queues
before greeting a grumpy chauffeur good morning...

She speaks in monologue,
even ignores walls...

I know loss like a dream I dread
but never dreamt; the spoon that feeds...

Rock and whiskey,
stoning windows...

I'm walking through a gallery of Van Gogh and...
I see oil on canvas, and all I'm reminded of...

At 12 AM, I forgot about the laundry,
still curling in the washing machine...

My heart is a metropolis;
tire tracks across its veins...

If there's still an unidentified child inside of...
then why am I nothing but a photocopy...

He's zipped up your ribcage and swore
never to touch it again...

They tumble off the page,
... letter...

Neat girl sits with crossed legs,
a napkin across her lap, hiding her...

Don't expect to open up my chest
with your bare hands, it takes more...