The countdown has begun Young man’s mind Gone to porridge In...
Got ahead of myself Wanted you near Wrote those lines Shed...
No sound passes Wooden ear knobs To live alone With blue...
Neophyte to the religious order of love Enchanted woman-child Gazing at...
The blankness Of this page Is lurid I am a waterless...
(Then) I dared to live And love and Yes To falter...
A maddening invocation From the pit of your bowels To the...
Who is this man? His voice is silver. And he is...
I cannot imagine anymore Not fair I know your bed is...
I never knew of promise and now it holds me as...