The street light buzzes day into nightyesterdays stench lingers in the summer airwrinkles on my face from many days gone byI say goodnight to Kelly Jo as she flips her sign to closedGailan holding onto the hope tomorrow may...

In every tear that's shed...Know you're safe in mommies bed... With every cry and move you make...Know your mommy is always awake...No matter what....No matter when....No matter where....Just know mommies always there....

Resting restlessly within the dark of its sheath,my poetic knife feels expressionless.When so, it wants to be drawnand plundered into the white of the page.Then it wants to cut through the emptinessand carve out beautiful metaphors.The blade will glint...