How lonely I feel, with only

Words to accompany me now.

Even then, these words do not exist

Without my trying–

And I plead,

I no longer wish to try.



Slanted concrete
Teetering down the ssidelwalk
Left right Left rightRiight right left
Walk in a straight line, Miss.
I can’t, I’m sorry. the conrete is slanted
I can’thelp but teereter down the sildewalk.


I miss the depression in the centre of your chest

The concave between your ribs

Where at night I nestled my cheek in that vulnerable hollow,

Closed my eyes and held my breath

To heighten the sound of your heartbeat.

Today, I cannot hear it anymore, but sometimes when it is dark

I swear I can feel the pulsing of your heartbeat, it throbs against my cheek

Nestled in the vulnerable hollow–

I long for the sound to return.

Come out

Come out, come out,
Wherever you are,
Come out, I hear
You weeping.
A trail to the left
but I know you’ve gone right–
I’ll follow you there,
wherever there is.

Come out, come out,
Wherever you are,
I promise I won’t
stalk too closely.
But please make a sound,
a sigh will do plenty–
I just want to know
If you’re safe.



It was so cold outside.
That’s all I remember —
so painfully, stupidly cold.

The cold so pervasive
an insidious plague
sapping me of my colour.

“You’re so cold,
so cold, relentlessly cold.
Wake up, you’re not warming up.”

It was so cold last night,

that’s all I remember —

until I remembered

no more.