In Autumn
the leaves fell...

The Cold confine
of this lonely room...

It is only when
I see your face...

The gravity of your stare
Weighs heavy on my day...

I've seen women
I've felt their touch, their caress...

Those words you said
They held my tongue...

Not all plants raise
Against the battered season's plea...

Here I stand
No war won, no future crime...

I spin at the thought
Oh that this crystal could shatter...

A soft simplicity
joins with it...

The pen in my hand seemed unfamiliar
how long have I slept...

Crippling depression
kills you like cancer...