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Haadi parked the blue Chevy outside a busy St. Louis night club, chastising himself for stealing a car without tinted windows. A baseball game ending at Busch Stadium clogged the downtown streets with drunken patrons looking for a nightcap and a place to watch the post-game show. Laying the dull gray detonator in the passenger seat, he donned a black baseball cap retrieved from the floorboard. Bright red numerals on the dashboard clock blazed 10:56 pm. Almost time to do what he was sent for....

Eyes dazzle emerald shades- Secrets within. Words capture, thoughts evade, Dragging me in. Deep in the rabbit's hole, Love at the end. Hesitated entrance... Won't be hurt again. Dive through the rabbit's hole, Only to see- The light that lay down below Not meant for me. The destiny teasing me Not meant to be. It can be "you and I", But never be "we".

Alive and well I am today, In body and in spirit, I've learned to catch the river's sway, When oft I used to fear it. I caught a breeze upon my sail, Directed it with my oar. And with some patient steering I returned my ship to shore. So now I venture daily out, To ride upon the wind. And one day soon I'll saddle a gust, Until the river ends. And if a tempest threatens To deny me of my sport, I'll simply grab the strongest gale, And ride it into port.

The trade is fair, She thinks: Sanity for candy-coated poison. Her pupils, Like black window drapes, Draw shut. Soul now hard to see, Deliberately obstructed. Terrified of looking out As much as being looked in upon. Double-edged delight. Ecstasy draws her Deeper into despair. She begs the world to help. I offer her my shoulder That she might climb out of this hole. She only uses it to cry on.

Alive and well I am today, In body and in spirit, I've learned to catch the river's sway, When oft I used to fear it. I caught a breeze upon my sail, Directed it with my oar. And with some patient steering I returned my ship to shore. So now I venture daily out, To ride upon the wind. And one day soon I'll saddle a gust, Until the river ends. And if a tempest threatens To deny me of my sport, I'll simply grab the strongest gail, And ride it into port.