these feelings have been inside of youfor too long.
when it came- the first misfortunea wave ascending into its mostbrutal shape- momentary throne…
where do I put youboundless red?
when you turned aroundon that midnight bridge, shecounted each step of…
you want meto be lessoffensive, lesseverywhere, lessprolific
there was a force behind those wordshands of a builder taking fromthe precious reservoir of his strengthto…
weeks go by, and Ifall into the old habit of too much noise-the televisionthe songsa constant…