9 22 05 And it's like/every bike is/yours/in the dark -

31005 It's every time I open my eyes / a punch to the jaw, again / doubleforce

3Olympus On the highest peak of the highest rocky cliff over the waves a house of glass stood, like the permanent glint of a new coin against grainy cement. Intrepid travelers on the half-moon curve of a beach below would stop speaking to strain to hear what they

My October "Like no other girl who looks like you"

1untitled love poem In our microcosm / It's easy to forget / The color your house is painted / (the same color as your eyes)

5kiss tangled arms, twisted hair... my throat screams

2No More Words sometimes i wonder if there is anything left to say.

2To Fall from Grace Growing up is a painful process - a loss of innocence.

1untitled "swallow condensed-milk salt, thick, solid swallow tears. i Dream. still..."

3The Determination of JAlfred Ever read T.S. Eliot's "The Love Song of fred Prufrock? This follows the thoughts of the indecisive, amusingly confused middle-aged man who yearns for a true love.