In the hush before the gasp—cold metal kisses clasp my wrists,wrists bound in silvery cruel grace,each click a vow, each notch a tryst. Blindfold draped in velvet black,the world recedes without a sound.I feel warmth linger near my lips—a phantom...

  I rise from ashes of taboo and sting,a coiled whisper beneath everything—my silence cuts, but my silence heals,a blade that knows how Death feels. I burn with secrets I never share,smolder beneath a scorpion stare;each line I pen, a venomous...

Seems I dwell in between realmswhere each fleeting moment overwhelmsall that I once knew—beyond excuses or "just because" too. For there's a purpose I now sense,dismissing doubt and all pretense—a meaning woven in my days,a quiet compass in this haze. Wisdom...

I love to listen to these waveshow each and every one savesone moment from the nextfor one who lives a life vexedWhile I walk along this shorenever really certain of any morethan my very next breathas a reminder of...

The foamy surf is still warmafter this early May stormoffering me little good reasonin this pre-hurricane season While I walk along the shoreneeding less, yet wanting moreas I again stroll along...forgotten words to an unwritten song For the power of this...