and their children
(2013)
Alone, in the same old crowd, trying to ignore this stifling pain. I am but
Within this pilgrim’s soul exists a hungry beggar waif, who can never afford a moment of indifference or distraction. Alert to every aching nuance
I saw him for the first time ever; the one who stole my soul away. He appeared in a dream. I had never seem him before, yet no doubt it was him.
No words of wisdom. No clever rhymes. Not this day. Something heavy weighs me down.
These words, are just what they’re meant to be; for you, whatever needs they serve to stir… For me;
What lingers within me is ancient… prepared for the worst of all poss… No matter how deeply I rest while… it’s forever awake, coiled and rea… It seems to be from before there w…
Way up there on that hill of yours; that most hard-won ivory tower. Hiding there behind your perfect guise
I cried again today, and I did not die. I even know why it is I cried today. Because the truth
Beloved goddess, sweet holy mother of us all, you who beckon me throughout these hectic days
I commit myself to God; sometimes, not often. I believe in God; sometimes,
Neon lights buzzed in staccato out… Sleep seemed something I dare not… I took myself looking to ease my a… keeping to steamy side-streets and… heading for the part of town beyon…
Come out, come out, wherever you are. I know you’re in here. You dirty little secret.
There ain’t no precious gold comin’ outa that there mountain, if all I wanna do is sit and dream of what I’ll do when I get some.
I gaze into the bleakness of the e… engulfed by a sense of futility an… I am like the man who keeps fishin… though he knows the river is spent… I cast my line into the milky pool…
I’m not angry with you. I am hurting, and as usual, I don’t know why. I don’t know why I cry