I promised myself that I would put these onto the page for many reasons, but mostly because I'm not sure if the books that they are written in will survive the trip north.  There's also that egotistical need to have others share in my works, if you can call them that.  These are Poems and Songs written between 1998 and now.  It is a smaller volume of work than I'd like, but I refuse to post the term papers that took me away from my creative activities.  The links for these poems will be a bit secret as I want to make you work for a look into my deeper feelings and psychosis.

CSHL
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Knowledge

And I hate how I know...
That I love the way he thinks,
The his eyes see through to my hidden truth,
That I cannot get close to him
-feel his skin,
That I cannot simply run my hand along his jaw,
That I cannot see his heart
- he does not want me to,
That I wish him to hold me
-see inside
That no matter how sure I may be,
I so not know what I wish of him,
-for me,
As I am a child,
-no love left to hide.

CSHL- 1998
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