Party
People talking
Lovers’ music playing
While I stand apart from the crowd
Alone

Red, Black
Platinum, Blue
Why’d Johnnie cross the road?
We’ll never know, but what he found
tastes great.

Feeling
this sensation,
soft, warm, and prickling…
I wonder if this is what love
feels like…

Whispers
break the silence,
but the pause that follows
leaves me straining into the dark,
searching.

David,
I remember
the way you were that night:
a bully, brute – nothing like a
father.

Evening:
long shadows stretch,
and the sun’s final sparks
light the sky with crimson and gold
colors.

The dance
Moving in sync
Circadian rhythm
People working their 9 to 5
Dead beats.

Jeannine,
you broke my heart,
and tore me to pieces,
but now I’m strong enough to say
your name.

Lovers,
hands embracing
what God gave each of them.
Teeth and tongues hungrily demand,
“More. More!”

The lost
and forgotten,
there’s no one remaining
who can remember just how well
You lived;
don’t let forgotten memories
make you forget in turn.
You lived. You loved.
You lost.