My Soul To Keep
Bob was a pilot who loved to fly...

At times my not knowing protects me
yet alienates me from myself...

The whisper in my heart
Is of another daytime...

"THE BEAST HAS MY NUMBER"
The windows to my soul, are shattered...

Not by these cords are we found
Pick one up while the other is down...

You were in my dream again. We were walking
near a pond, holding hands...

My dark road
Is this distant space...

Tears flowing
without warmth...

Hey there lonely girl
If you could read my mind...

Why the tears may fall, we can't always say
Down the cheeks, they are on their way...

Before the dawn again I awoke.
Thoughts of yesterday gone unbroken...

Things I Miss
In the morning when I wake...