i
so
me t
imes
see in
those t
ranspar
ent eaves
the quick b
lack forest
of the panele
ss leaves the h
ithering blata
nt brains scurry
to and fro and fro a
nd too" their marki
ng frailing whizzin
g forth to which heaven
gabled songs the limp s
aints court and snuggle
gregariously the foiste
d girth of the black quick t
rees in there in their unrem
arkably souls i,ve watched t
hem go back and forth and forth
and black lithe brooding reams
of slow wood in them, there their
  i'm starting to wear wear wearing

Sometimes in life
Times get tough, but that doesn't mean Don't Stop Trying.
All you got is on the line--This is the time; You got
Nothing or Everything to lose.
Don't give up, keep on pushing.
In 5 years when you look back, will you be that person in the mirror, like
Nothing you image, or the same person staring back at you?
Go for it, it's all or nothing. There's a Standing

Ovation for you. You will come a
Very long ways,
And you will feel GREAT.
To Bob and Jillian, you guys are amazing.
Incredible is just one of the many words to say about you.
Only time can tell how things turn out.
N**one-the-less, Good Luck to all and Keep it up!

When times get
Hard, the going gets writing.
And the times are hard, but
Things get worst before they get any better.

As a bruise is when it's healing.

Coming from a young person with no where to go,
As I run from this creature.
This big, dark creature who's
Chasing me, there's no where to
Hide, or so it thinks...

Down the street...nope, it's right behind me.
On the roof...nah, it's there too.
No where to turn,
No where to go, oh but wait...
I* got my secret place, but d*amn it! It's
Even there as well--in my writing. *In my place.

SometImes I wonder
if you ever knew, exactly how happy I waS,
When I was with you

SomeTimes I wonder
if you ever saw, the joy in my eyes
When you were with me

Sometimes I wonder
if you ever thInk of the nights, when we would
Watch the stars through the tree's leaves

Sometimes I wonder
if I'm stiLl your muse, or if you'd still
play those songs for me

Sometimes I wonder
what the helL happened, and why you never
said anything

Sometimes I wonder,
why you calleD a year later, and
never said what you wanted to say

Sometimes I wonder
if you still think Of me, because