1They drown in the middle It's a game where every one is possible prey, save you; you've pulled away. you're tired of being bitten and left for dead so now you watch and laugh instead as they fall into the same ditches you used to know.

3down » everyone falls. In war, in bars, basements filled with smoke, in dirty bathroom stalls with strangers; everybody falls, you can't avoid it. But you'd think, seeing as it's so common, that someone would notice.

4lost without direction or movement, we stand still in wonder

3Yes, I am calling to you, human another poem designed to hopefully lead its readers to the realization that what we need is acceptance.

The Hero and every year Oedipus is read and taught and put on parade and we revel in his sorrow and in his tragedy, because we knew it was coming and expected nothing less.

4it's the chemicals you hand me the bottle and say, this helps, really and as I grab it from you all I want to do is scream, if this is how you think I should deal then why don't you just give me a goddamn frontal lobotomy?

2Without Turning Back whispering, you drive away into your world beyond

2You don't understand » we'll always be different and we'll never get it. so don't say he deserved the death penalty, don't leave her behind because she can't smile. don't tell them they're wrong or how to feel, because, kid, you're just like us and we're all too blind to see.

4permission we can cope if we pretend it's nothing. [haiku]

1the white holes that elude us and it's when you are bound to nothing that you can finally see. and it's staring back at yourself across space that you wonder if you should mourn for your lost blindness. your hands itching in their bandages, you let yourself be torn away.