I wish for sleep,
to free me of the current burdens of my spirit,
yet I feel unable to rest,
unable to un-anchor the heaviness
that weighs so warmly in my heart.

For all my searching,
I cannot choose the right words.
I'm torn between sleep and waking,
the living and the dead.
I cannot find the balance.

When was the last time you felt pretty?
Just wondering.
I'm not sure why now,
out of the many nows,
do I feel so very lovely.

I should stop questioning it,
I suppose.
before I scare it off
like a tiny mouse
running hurriedly from my feet.

Haiku #6

it's nobody's fault.
he was my wooden table
and now he is not.

Haiku #5

anyone could be
watching me through my living
room's picture window.

Haiku #4

sleep creeps up slowly.
dreams fly fast. I want
to wake up laughing.

Upside Down

When my mother had me,
it was a breech birth.
That means I came out
feet-first.

I often think about how I began
and how others began.
If you think about it,
I came out the right way.
We walk with our feet on the ground.
It makes no sense to start face-first.
Yet I've always felt upside-down.

Song

I can't play guitar very well,
that's just something I thought you should know.
and all I want is more stories to tell,
but I'm scared to just get up and go.

I hope that you love me,
I hope that you love me,
I hope that you can't get enough.
I hope that that you'll hear me
I hope that you'll know
all I ever want is your love.

Haiku #3

I feel strongly that
my mind will be my downfall
and I can't stop it.

Haiku #2

try to slink away
always the darkness leads me
perilously close.

Haiku #1

while everyone else
is asleep I want to stay
awake for all time

Pulled

I want to look into your eyes
and see myself falling down a well
but when I catch your gaze
I feel myself being pulled
across an empty parking lot
and I'm desperately trying to hold onto
the ground running away from me
as it eats the skin off my palms.

Your Hands

I like Saturn
I like its rings
it makes me think of your fingers
and the jewelry you wear
and your hands
make me think
of what you do with your hands
and then I can't think of anything else.