I Am Looking For The

I Say Yes When I Mean No And The Wrinkle Grows.

Let Me Peer Out At The World Through Your Lens. (maybe I'll Shudder, Or Gasp, Or Tilt My Head In A Question.) Let Me See How Your Blue Is My Turquoise And My Orange Is Your Gold. Suddenly Binary Stars, We Have Startling Gravity. Let's Compare Scintillation - Let's Share Starlight.

Before You Know What Kindness Really Is You Must Lose Things, Feel The Future Dissolve In A Moment Like Salt In A Weakened Broth.

Anyone Who Says, “here’s My Address, Write Me A Poem,” Deserves Something In Reply. So I’ll Tell You A Secret Instead: Poems Hide. In The Bottoms Of Our Shoes, They Are Sleeping. They Are The Shadows Drifting Across Our Ceilings The Moment Before We Wake Up. What We Have To Do Is Live In A Way That Lets Us Find Them.

Because Sometimes I Live In A Hurricane Of Words And Not One Of Them Can Save Me.