On that note...

I breath in deep but I get no air.
I think hard but have no thoughts.
I smile wide but am not happy.


The beautiful man in the blue Peacoat leaned in,
tenderly kissed me and said,
"I think I'd like to try some more of that later."




I must insist that you refrain from visiting me in my dreams.




Creativity is hampered by the multitude of the mundane.




There is a longing
and a shame in it.