she says that my face
is the last she sees
before sleep takes her,
and she cannot sleep
...
there’s been many a night
in the darkness of
alone
where I sit with
...
leave me to my silence
and I will leave you to your laugh
leave me to my darkness
and I will leave you to your past
...
The leaves are gone; the world’s gone to sleep
The grass is brown the earth is dark and bare
And if you look beyond that silent peak
Silence is there
...
photograph this now
because I don’t think it
will last for very
long.
...
-
Dance, I said to the boy in the glass
Staring back at me with a darkening mask
Dance, I begged, with love and pain
...
And the sun slept on into the day
and lay buried deep
where the wisemen say
its gone to find some peace.
...
It isn’t much I’ve seen,
just a couple sunsets
in the great grand
scheme of things.
...
the wrecking ball sun
swung out towards the west,
and I raced it on the highway
window open, radio on,
...
I write a poem, cross it out
write a song with no melody and hum
to myself and make up a story
where a character steals the sun
...