Will you let me
Hold you?
Not just you,
But your world,
Your universe;
I'd like to see it
In my hands,
In my arms,
Open...
Wide.
Open for you to be my
World,
My universe.

There's a girl I know who likes to stand on the side of the road.
Doesn't flinch when a semi-truck drives by, doesn't do a dance when she's spooked by a horn.
She just stands and watches the cars blur by her eyes,
She marvels that in one moment, that blue Ford truck, with shovels and rakes and a black lab in the back were in her life for a moment.
But within the next, they were gone.
She never knew if she was going to see that Ford again.
But before she can even let the loss of never seeing the blue Ford sink in,
A rusty, purple mini-van comes barreling down the road to introduce its self.

I've seen you sleep;
Your breaths are
Sweet.

I hope you can
Remember how I feel
For you.

Your chest
It moves up and
           d
           o
          w
          n
Your breathing slows;
Do you know I'm
Watching?
Listening?
Breathing your exact breaths?

I hope you can
Remember how I feel
For you.

The air you exhale is
Hot,
Wet,
And sad.
What are you dreaming about?

I would hope that it's me but
You seem terrified of what you see.

I hope you can
Remember how I feel
For you
When I'm gone,
It's vital to how you'll
Live afterwards.

Undermining one's
Self is almost
Effortless.
Lethal injections
Easily ******,
Such a
Silent surrender.

Well,
I went to her.
I layed down on the sofa and
She took me in immediately.
I told her my problems and
She listened.
Best part was:
She never told me I was wrong.

There is a ****,
a toxic bit of cancer,
in the garden of my soul

It wraps around
my dreams--
a python of the greenery

Raspy hisses that
the real world doesn't
work that way,

You have to hide your heart
your love, your all
you don't want that pain, do you?

No, I don't, I don't want
that at all, I say,
so I put down my *****

& I am Eve,
banished from the garden
but I do not feel a thing.

I noticed you
                        Haven't said sorry.