but even then, only just
for better or for worse
i hope that you have
the day you deserve
or at least i used to
you tell me
to not-knowing
if i could ask the stars a question
i’d block my ears before the answer
i’m so hungry when you want me
only empty empty empty
yes
O yes i told him yes
i Do want yes to touch you yes
right now yes i want to yes
yes i need yes for you to kiss
ted bundy
did you know
his knees buckled when he got to the chair
a poem is a kind of painting
an arty girl wants to know about you
a writer still needs a studio