It’s common to hear mespeaking, while undressingsadness from closing wounds.It’s common to see a turnaround,hoping for sunlight’s shadowsto begin drawing…

I hear more wordspleading from your eyes,than your open mouth.I find what squeezeswater, from a rusted heart.I handoff your sight,letting…

Splashing in our hearts,ceasing displays of fadedreflections. Who were they?Upon that mass of damages,who were those figurespointing fingers down a…

Don’t we allfind ourselves, tumbling back –taking back breaths we were notmeant to keep? Aren’t we allhaunted, of those spaceswe…

Ink droplets from open wounds,a scent on a porcelain wrist.Wrinkled promises, stained letterssent into slowing winds,for I have forgotten these…

Floating photographs,drifting on runaway waters.Faint, burning highlights.Agonized slope – a glance from your foreheadto those lips a kiss had found…

Forward scenes, backwards displays,covering backgrounds in pledges,promises to revisit that sound existence. Revolving our bleak surroundingsto keep memories in their…

This part of you, sublime,yet covered up in diminished light. One more kisswill reignite that familiar inferno,will release a spread…

Two parts of me. One part,of another feuding memoryleft blank on another’s slate.Another part of meleft in a translucent lake.…

I came, converging –this lampshade, turned at an angleaside from where light resounds,clarification rebounds.Were your words meaningless?Were our flavors as…

Dragged along on pavement,stitched together in dust.What loosens, other than all theserepeating phases, born to bloom, again,from fitful seeds? We…