“Maybe Heaven will be a library. Then I will be able to finish my to-read list.”

“Maybe Heaven will be a library and then I might get to finish my ‘to-read’ list.”

“I don't want someone to believe my lies, I need someone to accept my truths.”

“Resting on the roots of this old oak I lean back against his knotted trunk, shine my granny smith on my sleeve And ponder the days…”

“...and the smoke that creeps off the tip of my cigarette and into the dim, scattered strands of light leaking off the moon, in through the clefts in the curtains, is much like my spirit trying to escape the burn of yesterday's presence.”

“The train blows through towndelivering reality,slapping my face and screaming,“You are alone”Rose colored memories drown,taking their last breath.”

“...and I laugh and I spin and dance and frolic in ecstasy and I... I hurt no more, while you...you petrified little man, are left to wonder if it's you I speak of.”