One thought can makes a thousand tears and all I have is a face streaked with experience.

The best of my life is when days to hours are knocking on ones door. A sorrowful despair takes my soul soaring. A piece of their heart, bonds with mine. Whole- within a family's void, I can give the gift of peace- and comfort at it's highest calling. Though death is swift, renewal is constant.

One day- I will walk away. This world too hard for me. Yet I will never forget those wanting to live- how I wish I felt that free. It's all what happens- in one's live- that really tells the tale- Now I know that I am tarnished- I live in my own jail. Too many faces, too many hands- since I have grown so old- there is nothing I don't remember- My story too deep to be told.

I wake- you are not here. Just the milky blue sea. I recall, it was the day before yesterday. Strip pool-my idea Slave time- yours. What genius we have together! Tunnels are everywhere. I will teach you the thrill of imagination, and you will teach me not to be shy. I will plant fields. Seeds of lilac and you will bring them to life.

Can love die so quickly, Like a radio clicked to off? It falls into tiny pieces of glass. It's change that makes our love difficult. It's you not satisfied with life, it's me not satisfied with you. How many times can we glue this shattered chaos, before it becomes too small to look for it with a magnifying glass?

Clear cold night. What dances behind these dim lit windows? Shadows of flesh color, dark blue jeans, closed doors. Every light a life- living fantisies without a worry of who has binoculars.

Pouring snow, just white raindrops covering mud.

You're passing me off- as if I were just a cunt. Remember young man, I chose you. If you were a woman you'd be a slut.

Salute the moon. It brings us poet's and fear. It brings us murders and suicides hidden in allyways. A shift in tides- a shift in life. Always new and spectacular in it's purity and danger.

Fuck all these swinging cocks whose only direction is known by erection!