Why am I such a misfit?
I am not just a nit-wit!
Just because my nose glows
Why don't I fit in?
I have been out lurking
these past few Autumn nights
in lonesome, cobwebbed corridors
in the shadows, out of sight... more »
We have built an uneasy peace, she and I
Cobbled together with semantics
And no-man’s land borders
We dare not cross... more »
Do you remember window-unit nights,
and dreams of curtains floating on an ocean breeze –
some never-will-happen fantasy
that helped us through our early days?... more »