Mar 29 2010

The Funhouse Mirror

isn’t fun

when you realize that it isn’t one.


Mar 19 2010

The Thickness

of your apathy is a mute and stifling fog.

once warmth wrapped a blanket – shared, cuddled, spooned.

now.  this leaden layer crushes all air.  steals. steels. my lungs, my life.

my love – color – faded from the dull gray glaze of your detachment.

choking on my failure to keep your heart impassioned.

i am loser. i am let down. too much trouble. not enough.

i inhale and i am gulping. suffocating. strained.

swallowing the thinnest vapor of your vanishing affection.