“Let me live my final days whole.Let my memory remain that I might know love's face.Life don't unwrap me to be fed to scavengers.I want to escape into light - not exist in darkness.”
“I now know how your angercame from skeletonsthat rattled in your heartand you couldn't escape them.”
“I didn't know the demonsthat walked across your memory.They came from the dustwhen you were at peacein your grave.”
“How do I learn to speakwhen silence is all I know?”
“I am lost in my world,invisible - unknown.Moon please lend meyour light that someonewill me see me.”
“I seek to be moved, my imagination reborn.Let me feast on poems that feed my hunger.”