• Fragments Of A Ninth Birthday

    Fragments of a red balloon
    Hang limp on the rail.
    Like the echoes of a birthday tune
    They're now remanants of a birthday tale.... more »

  • I Saw The Holes

    I folded his shirt. I saw the holes,
    He had nervously chewed the rim.
    My heart goes out to him...
    It too was left behind.... more »

  • Oxymoron Of Trigeminal Pain

    Just a call, need money
    can't work, feel lonely.
    Pain acute, everlasting.
    Fell from grace... more »

  • Stop The Abuse

    Behind locked doors...
    Concrete walls and cement floors...
    They created my cell.
    I call it jail.... more »