melon seeds and bittersweet and honeysuckle on the vine the black breadth of a soaring crow meets the pale blue of the sky there behind the playground wall i drew a poets heart on my sleeve and through the din [...]

when will you go away maybe tomorrow i can see how it pains you to witness my sorrow i am sparked by these things you believe your breath is all i need can i sink deep in your essence a [...]

a soft step to the side brush my cheek with your hand from this bed you would fly let the moon embrace you like a lover a pale blue on the pillow our dreams are soft and grey we should [...]

between the wars and the rain i must believe that you still believe beneath the booze and the rage you find release… but the stream, once loose, flows nowhere when you were a little boy did you ever think you’d [...]

so does it grow cold my friend picking the bones again digging through the wreckage hoping to toss your pain my way but… i hardly think it would change a thing this darkness again has settled in…. for the night [...]