Saturday, October 15, 2005

What's It Worth?


All that is she
Everything to me
The reason I breathe
My need to be

Friday, October 14, 2005

Evolution

Friends can be fiends

Partners turn parasites

The public, the pubic

The near are the far.

Looked through, like a window

I once was a widow

Trapped in my head

Mistaken for dead.

But there’s life in these veins

And beds to be slept in

Gains to be made

Debts to be paid.

Now sweet is the silence

Precious as diamonds

When the soul’s been laid bare

It’s safer to care.