Emptiness fills my doom,
as I walk through this gloom,
there is no shining light,
always looking on,
...
Uncle Artie has passed,
a lovely man to me he was,
and to his friends,
that he would talk too and see,
...
Trying to find that arrow
to hit the mark, to light a flame,
in your heart,
when you say you miss me,
...
The moon sets creepy some how,
long shadows pass just threw me,
engines turned on full,
I waiting just for you,
...
Where to start,
then where to begin,
playdough copied from,
a comic script once again,
...
The neighbors are arguing again,
now laughing with out end,
don't want to hear,
that kind of psychotic skimmer,
...
A wandering soul,
lost and lonely,
comes out of the past,
and pleads to befriend you,
...
When did the sunrise,
sparkle in your eyes,
or should I even ask,
always it must seem,
...
So many Butterflies came into our yard today,
all with different colored wings,
sometimes I think I hear violins sing,
as they pass on by,
...
My memory banks must be full,
a cascade failure is emanate soon,
decaying body, I can not take the strain,
purple spots and polka dots beseech me,
...