Archive for July, 2012


Right down the middle

you broke my red heart

There’s just empty white space

between the two rusted parts

It can’t be filled

everything falls through

No longer whole

my breath turns blue




Bits and pieces of them

hang from the ceilings

on windowless walls

still other parts sit

atop different shelves

as little by little

THEY disappear

 Lately I’ve taken to

 pouring my heart out

into a bucket of words

used to paint hope

on the back fence