I tried to write a poem about the rain But it...
Air is cold against my head Like a damp cloth Or...
My teeth are stones in sunlight Pieces of French bread in...
My self is Foreign to me now How I wish that...
My heart is ill With fever Smoke clouds my eyes I...
Ceiling drips blood-stained secrets Upon me Fury rages like crematory fire...
Playing grown up games Secretly Without a conscience Or a direction...
I am sitting solemn Listening long To your memory I see...
Persian rugs Under fishnet canopy Fallen nose of golden Russian Perfect...
His pride A youthful tongue of Fire agate His jealousy A...