There Are Flowers That Belong To No One

Try

It Was Darkness That Kept You Away

Peaks

And To Think I Was Nervous

This Honeymoon, This Honeymooner

If You End Up Falling In Love Please Kill The Rose Bushes

New England Sleeper

I will cut you into easy pieces
because
I am a poet
I will write in your blood
useless things
that no one will need to read
you are a river
with nothing but water to give me
of course
you are useless