Why does a world without you bring up feelings and thoughts i long to? Escape from your grip in the slightest sense of it gives hope for happiness so i’ll make sure of it. You can beat me senseless...

She reads mewithout a word.A glance,a silence,the small shifts I make.I am known to hereven when I am still,an oft read,dog eared pagein a book.She reads mewithout a word. 

Thought reading,in a Sunday morning lightRed Dragon book in handAnd coffee mug on the stand, as a soldierServing quick bullet shots of caffeinOn my command.I couldn't stop thinking ofThe visionary lines of BlakeAnd the macabre of Lecter.Pearl Jam blasted...

No stress.Stressed out nonetheless. Avoid eye contact. Give my mind a rest. Feeling blessed. Blood rushing through my veins. Do I excel or fail this test. Problematic maths keep matters compressed. Feeling less. Less than I thought I’d feel...