Sobering words escape my pen
silence, a writers addiction...

It's a dark night this evening
soothing smiles fill the air...

Madness-
Children are singing...

Why do I write?
A question often asked...

I like to write, while my cigarette burns-
nobody is around...

It helps to listen
as much as it helps to talk...

I can write with a simplistic tone, saying &quot...
Forever and always , ending it with a kiss and a...

Hands ripple
with wrinkles...

I’ve often wondered if the pills are following...
or if they’ve chosen roads less traveled...

Drawn to the soft sounds
of your voice, swept away...

You completed the sentence
that I longed to finally hear...

Sitting in dark corners
as edges whisper close by...