tell me the words sitting at the back of your throat...   the ones yearning for exposure aching to be naked at your feet bathed in moonlight and mist shadow dancing upon dewy moss as hope awaits a tender kiss   press the petals of ancient roses long fallen...

    Know thy ledgeunder the stand   crawling & falling   built of nerve in asphalt sweating murderous curves by a swerving hand   I bit the farmand bought the dustfrom a blue collar nose-to-the-grindapproach adjusting eyes over sand   took a toke on the curb and witnessed a worm as it squirmed to the berm   through a...

You are a piece of moonStrangely living between humansI can not believe you stand thereNot washed away by the noiseYou emit secret lightNot everyone can seeAnd that is goodI have no competitionI touch youI fondle youI play with youOh...

She ran every Tuesday night. Same route.Same time.Same stupid confidencethat she'd make it home. I waited where the streetlights ended. I thought I would be nervous. I wasn't. All I could think aboutwas every time she made you cry. Every night she got to sleep...