works archive added8 12 2001

6 30 2001(b) careful now severed ties can't be mended and i feel the knife on my veins one more time the leech can't suck forever but i'm still losing my mind you made me hate you moon shine, cloudy eyes fresh cut grass, sweat trickles down the rainy days, tattered hate-filled haze i lost you in the sun the days spread thin cirrus marks another humid waste futile movements grains of sand as they kiss their glass walls head over heels as i chase the oblivious no looking back as i run from the unavoidable the phone rings again soon, i'm already gone another predictable predicament sorry i was such a failure.