Pomes

Themes about women, love, and pain.
Heart - 1998.07.11



So much poetry

fills these pages

pouring out

my heart.



My heart is empty,

nothing shines,

nothing light.



Wrench it out --

the pain

is too much to bear.



Take the wretched organ

and still the pulsing beat.



Draw breath no more,

draw in the last

remnants of happiness

in your memories.



Hold them dear;

for they are in the past

and there is no future

that I can see.