July 11, 2018

before last breaths
tired fingers pluck broken strings
hearts beat syllables

August 17, 2015

Los Angeles waltzes
its dark and quiet streets
with my off-white heart

walk beneath giants
smoothed rocks submerged in water
heart rests amongst ferns

distant territories
twenty-four hour journey
heart remains home

heart nears empty
forward motion is a gift
standard convenience

deceit squeezed heart cold
yellow slicker welcomes
eastern sunshine rain

tiptoeing around
footsteps echo in hallway
emptiness of heart