I deleted a lot of what I wanted to say
There is a tourniquet pinching my stomach
For what you have been through
You are so strong
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Comfortable In Shoes
They walk through garbage sniffing for rice
Their black bare feet are leather now under their scorching sun
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Following the Wrinkles of My Smile
It’s not me you fell in love to
It's the wrinkles that consume my eyes
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Late October, Faye’s Motel vacancy sign shorted out
Those petals dried up years ago anyhow
Guess I never saw that train coming as I stumbled over your tracks
Every dish I ever served you came with a side of razor blades
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I’m going to get bread she said
The summer day beared witness to this
She gently shut the door and who knew
That was the last time those fluffy blue slippers
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My fingertips miss your soft skin
Everyday you shed bits of me
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Having me won’t wash away our demons
And we know this
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Hate steals love and they drown together
Hiding words to a secret passion
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Though my insides resemble no fashion of who I used to be
My gaze is still keeps your eyes wide open
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It’s okay; I have the urges too
I have learned to control them
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