When Friday ends I want to be on the road Near...
We learn We die We are reborn Sep A Rate Life...
I carved A broken heart On the bottom of my foot....
I would bet a million dollars On a fair haired betrayal...
Known are we Into such precarious pretense You, quivering a foretaste...
He comes And goes He rarely throws Me only bits Of...
I write for myself A captive audience Quiet. Attentive. Nearly inaudible...
He left me Twelve red roses I’m pretending it was you....
The world of reality Waits Time stops to freeze dripping Water...
Cradled in canopies of temptation Our juniper universe Orbits earth and...