Lost is a destination I've sailed to
unintentionally more times than I've ever...

With hapless hands
stretched outward...

The threat of winter is here and yet somehow at...
so very far away...

As I inhale these fumes,
my lungs burst and...

You said that your door would
always be open...

How does one stand
so tall on such...

My silence matches the
little vase by the window...

Every sigh the Moon makes
is another moment I have fallen...

I never asked you to save me.
I only asked you to leave the lights on so I...

A steady drizzle of rain dances
ceaselessly throughout...

Darkness is the mood of night;
so beautiful, mystical, and...

This morning's cigarette
burnt slow against...