You stumble, you fall, you trip over words
unspoken. You mistake disaster for paradise...

I open my eyes to a whole new day-
Last week was full of promise and hope...

Time is running out and my mind grows weary.
I hate this feeling...

Black sunrise over
the foggy dawn...

I knew that I would fall in love with you.
That I would spend hours listening to you...

Like the broken skin of a pimple, left to bleed,
then scab; The scarring reminder of the...

Domestic, tin foil teeth shred
subordinate layers of...

Rays of golden light refracting and
bending; radiating brightly...

Crush me in the box of reality,
smash my innards to a paste...

A dirty pile in the corner-
Socks worn twice, haphazard...

A quiet intention that is inspired-
My wings can take flight...

A long line lengthens, as far as the eye can see;
There are faces of every countenance...