Mirrors closing in/it’s only meI am alone Sat before Two angled mirrors Bland Tall The room is cold and dark And out the windows No stars And the wooden floor Creaks beneath My crossed legs So far So good In trousers Of linen Some mud On the hems On the shoes On the hands... See More »
Perfect PerfectI said You are perfect Well, you are to me And I know you might ask “Well, what is it you see?” But that’s not the point, The point is - It’s you. It’s you that composes, a wonderful view. For my heart to sing, With affection It’s true That... See More »
While I am becomingIt seems that you still Wish me to see All that I know You believe you can be Your ego contains Such rage and such violence All manor of noise and no sign of silence I open my heart And I reframe my mind Again and again Just trying to find... See More »
