A random poem:
I miss you and I hate you,
I try to start afresh anew,
But you won't let me, let me be alone,
I'd be better "put off put down strung out and stoned"
Least then I wouldn't notice
how the cold burns my hands
Not the rain no it's your face
Changes when I'm in this place
Dunno where I'm sposed ta be-
will you please just tell me?

There is no time
When the clock is not plugged in
And I read the English Patient
I swim in my bed.
The cover grainy like a sea of sand.
I float, still in time
Somewhere else, in space
The black infinity is soothing...
Until a bell rings loud.
Shattering the black glass floor.
I am back.
Forced to answer the phone.

I hate poetry
Want to Stick my head in an oven
I'm the chesire cat
Copy Copy
Editor
I'm no artist
I have no portrait
I became Plath
While reading
Into
The night.