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knit a row purl a row feel the ache in your arms as you finger chipped glass life is good going somewhere you assume wondering about endings cover letters resumes india ink and paint detective novels chocolate milk and wishing for a face the one you know never belongs to you you want to live…

it was midnight i had dust on my eyelashes and there was paint on the floor on which i lay stomach-down and serious where does time go on holiday and why does my neck feel like i’m eighty rather than twenty when i have roommates i’ll volunteer to cook so long as they’ll wash up…

what do clouds say to you as they hang loose in the sky? what do clouds make you feel as they go scudding by? if a moonlit cloud spoke aloud to you, how would you reply?

yesterday afternoon i resolved to stop thinking about you because every thought made me angry and hurt but evening came with the admonition to keep doing battle for you on my knees so here i am will you forgive me for the misunderstandings and bitter feelings?  i don’t have the right to judge you, especially…

you’d like to see me believing your lies but i refuse it’s your business to crack and corrode the Truth that i know you author perversion never Creation you can’t ever snatch me away regardless of how much you’d like to think you can you know what? i don’t have to be bound by your…

i have been thinking a lot today which some people say is dangerous i laugh humans were made to think i say but then there is thinking and there is thinking too much i think i thought without thinking whether my thoughts were logical or not and because of this i said some things i…

i swear i’m gonna start banging my head on the keyboard soon                                                                            the storm has entered my soul — lightning strikes my brain    thunder rumbles through my heart                                                                                       this isn’t funny                                                 i feel like i’m ripping apart             i didn’t want this to happen again                                                                           has it?  is it? …

“oh, baby, baby” the voice on the radio croons thinking all the girls will swoon at his feet because he oozes charm and calls them “baby” i’ve got news for you mr. bandstand idol i for one won’t be called “baby” is that all you know how to say anyway? if you’re stuck for a word do…

run, run, run away girl outrace all the lies that keep pulling you down run as hard and as fast as you possibly can ’til anger’s grip is shaken run out the rage so your body can’t breathe stand tall conqueror over every minute stab of pain physical and mental release your speed daemon

there is something magical about windows they confine but free you trap you but let you see through to the inside world let light and darkness penetrate, play in a room mute and soften harshness mystical portals that let you see through walls all this in a something so small? so wonderful mysterious