back and forth the pendulum swingsregressing in my mind I see the lives I've livedrebellious being with a penchant for painlooking in I know not where I've beenbut I'm struck with the feeling I know more than this mortal...

Oh my God! What have I done? I have opened up the gates to hell which no one seems able to close, not even myself. I have done this with great disregard to my own self esteem using the...

  No set date... a ray escapesfrom the half-open curtainwithout asking permissiona drop on the windowis not a tear or a lamentit is the world that beats wind on the clotheslineclothes dance aloneremember there was a bodythe plant wakes upfrom an almost...

The sputtering smoke of her lamp, throwing quivering shadows on the the cold stone walls of her tomb. But she cannot escape death. And she cannot embrace the life she once possessed in daylight.    So, her Gothic heart thunders on, the crimson lamplight of her soullessness, merely...