Dilate my pupils, my love, my veins.
(I'm) In sane- In sanity.
Vanity of all around
Found a friendship in the faucet
Washed the powder down with bottled water


        stolen.

Let me hold this feeling
Until I can give it back to the sun
Wonder when the world will
wash away wishes with a whiteness

Wholeness
     Stolen.

Happiness.
     Swollen.

Uncontrolled.      Uninhibited.

Why won't the world let me
love the world    with my  madness
My - driasis.

Dilated so I can take essence in.

  Sin.

                         Stolen.

Selfish
Ungrateful
How hateful
Am I?
You're all that I asked for
But I said goodbye
How could I?
You are perfect
And ask little of me
Above me
Gods laughing
And basking
In irony

I'm so, so sorry

You notice the little things
The things I do barely
And warily
I loved you
But I still wasn't careful
I used you
And hurt you
And I miss everything of you
Though I still cannot love you

I want you to know

That if I ever do
I will never say no

It's always dawn somewhere...
the fruit of our spinning West to East.

It's always Spring somewhere...
The child of our tilting; just the least.

Ever, always, wobbling forward we turn...
On the edge of freezing, just about to burn.

Four times 'round the sun we go.

Four winds, four calms, four snow.


Pausing briefly to watch him die...
Spring stumbled into that quiet space.

Four times more she wandered in...
Surprised to find his empty place.

Dark and full of doom
Yet miracle prone.

Everyday in the office
I fix broken bones.

I piece back together
What gets carelessly torn.

Precisely placed sutures,
So skin is reborn.

Racing against a clock
Trying to never lose.

Feelings aren't relevant,
They scientifically can't bruise.

Each day a new patient.
Each day a new story.
Each day a new surgery
That most would find gory.

But when you've shut out feelings
For the most part of your life
It's easy to patch up others
Whose bodies have seen strife.

Fixing broken bones
The curer of a heart.

Fixing others while I'm broken

Is a complicated art.