Drivin'

Parallel parking
Picking up groceries and
Flying down the street

Looking into the future...

Sitting in my home,
Listening to an opera.
Thinking about you.

Neck Lace

Beads on wire with
Chain links resting lightly on
Skin made tough by time.

X marks the spot

My mind's eye holds so
Many memories of a
Fur-beast who loved me.

Price Tag

Tears and heartbreak are
The price one has to pay in
Exchange for one's soul

The Gift of Me

Sobbing, I watched you
Walk out, not knowing that I
Would get myself back.