Core decency is a fair shake

Divorce is worse than death

True love is vague

I’ve been missing

I was tricked into love
Smart on your part

I gave myself a pen name:
Alter Ego

Incidental findings make their ways known

Brevity lost clarity

Waist high worry

Shoot me before I die of sorrow myself

The patience trail unwinds

I hear your music though the house is silent

Your note is my note
Sing on

It’s not about me

Purpose direction
No mistaken affection

It’s possible I don’t mean anything

If you give me ten pennies I’ll put them to work for you

When I tie my shoes I think of the knots of everyone else’s life

It’s a lifelong process trite though it may seem

True love is coy

The self-absorbed are just that

A glimpse down shows the way up

Poverty is torture wrought

Pain free would be nice

Silence makes the woman grow

I am immense
Stilted only by hate

In a meager moment I write of love

I feel warmth coming inadvertently toward you

Accept it’s not about you

Can’t shan’t won’t
Damn

I cry every night
Don’t feel sorry for me
It comes naturally

I did not get serious musical talent
But rhythm, yes

Make peace with it

Persistence grows
Resistance slows
Relevance knows

Whatever pain I have
There is worse
Look around

I booked a short trip
Over, back

It’s not fair

DVD:
Dead Very Dead
Dream Very Distinctively

I’m so lonely it’s not my anniversary anymore

Don’t face me unless you can face me

We’ll be right back
Because after all, I can write