"It's about words, and words are all I have…"


ROSES                  ARE

Today was a day  when RED   meant

nothing    Especially when  it was

supposed to   mean     something

Escaped intersections within inches

of my life:  Why are they all  stopping?


It was the day I was going to use my new

index cards to  write like Blake    Instead

I’m faking it   on piss yellow post it paper

Thankful I did not    meet my maker


When everything was supposed to be   different      except it wasn’t





Fall   2012

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