Just how many times
I've paired words one and two,
lines after lines that spell nothing
but the damage you've caused.
The colossal, irreversible, unchangeable damage
that has blotted onto my soul most darkly, dreadfully.
How many times
Have I just
Paired lines after lines to spell that.

I am prey to the unyielding Sun
here in this open field
void of shade
holding precious pieces
untouched for 140 years
200 acres of Virginia farmland beneath my feet
where bullets flew
where strong men screamed
and the soil looked as if it had rained blood
death can come quickly or painfully slow

A soldier rips the Eagle breastplate from his chest
and throws it to the ground where I am standing
and here in the sweltering heat
of a calm June afternoon
I pull it from its resting place
no longer shining
140 years removed
from the failing heart
beneath it

What's life without a dream
That gives you sleepless nights
That sets your heart on fire
A burning desire


That makes you restless
Until you meet with success
With finesse
Nothing less

That which makes you chase it
That which doesn't let you quit
Your heart and soul, you submit
To live it
To be it

What's life without that dream
What's life without that dream

i had a dream about you last night

you were so kind
you took me to dinner and
that night you held me in your
arms and told me you loved me

that's how i know it was a dream

l.r.

I'm a set of broken pieces;
I am no more than gone.
Nothing but a mess.
Please fire a gun.
Please...
Just let me sleep,
and let me blend
into the darkness of the void.
Leave me there,
and pretend you never cared.
I am fine,
and I will be okay.