There is a beauty thatcomes from walking aclover laden field, or apath in the woods and feelingthe autumn breeze andsmelling the wildflowers.You are so alive.There is an aching painas sharp and vivid as thebeauty, some knowledge in thefiber of...

Listen here, miss crazy,Every Breath I Take, my soulscreams, Don't Stand so Closeto Me.  I want to escape.Maybe to an Island, wherethe only contact with yourmadness will be by aMessage in a Bottle.So please, Roxanne, for thelast time, there was...

Cloud Bursting    The sky skeleton  opens her rib cage  to cradle our skin storm,  which now only falls as rain    Sailing our ship alone  lighthouse blinks within coffin,  maybe you can pack a suitcase with sadness  walk backwards down star staircases    Unbuttoned and undressed  naked as winter tombs,  moving-on submits...