what evil beasts
roamed this earth
that crossed your
path so
...
Gnawing pain
Ripping each vein
Immeasurable
Etched in the heart
...
you say i dont
show as much
love as you do
if that's the
...
lying there six feet
under the ground
i remember the
person
...
this is supposed to be
my fortieth
but nothing comes out
of my head
...
Age is just a number
that we are often told
when we reach a certain
mark no longer called youth
...
somehow, sometime when
we are old and gray love
will still be there despite
the distance and the years
...
i have fallen so many
times before
and each time i rise again
sometimes it takes a while
...
mendicants are no
better than stray dogs
scavenging for food on
mountains of garbage
...
you are talking
but i don't understand
although your voice
is audible enough
...