1. Crossing My Words

Shaping The Words

Blue Rhythms

Green Chair

Love Poem

Laying Lines

Für Elise

Awaiting Your Reply

A Suicide Letter Because

The Sky's Gone Out

Fäith Mourns A Dead

Love Poem

we make love then retreat to the dividing coldness of the room disappointed and certain that somehow the other is to blame at night when blind in the silent secretive darkness we model our beautiful lovers from film magazines memory and sweat alone we spend ourselves vainly in subjugation to them praying for something better or wondering what might have been had we not been so young and had it not happened so long ago.

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