And you chew on my hand,skin and bone,like a mangy dogstill believingin one last caress. You chew on my hand,thirsty for touch,for a point of focus,for the image that loopslike a tired mirror:you chewing on my hand. My hand that strokes...

Blue jean babyYou are so littleAnd so preciousAlso you are the light of the worldBlue jean BabyI want to play with you in the park todayBecause you can play there safelyBlue Jean babyThanks god it is spring againBlue jean...

Help help help I need more sleep father I got very little sleep Last night Help help help I will sleep in this morning And I will be up by noon Every night I go to sleep late And I am only getting Only 3 hours of sleep Help...

I inhabit the underside of a voice that no longer announces itself,in a space where time writes in letters of smokeand the walls revive old family shipwrecks. I am the one who searches for your motives among the broken glass,the...