Be patient. Wrap your arms around something real.
Be patient. The light is turned on in the bedroom.
Why are you that way? I tried to call at the end of the
to peer down into it.
I tried to speak of the heart that brings in reason.
I do not speak at the end of it.
The blue car zooms on the freeway.
I can't see you, can't hear you-the radio is turned way up high.
These tears run dry.
I am wearing a pair of blue jeans.
They were on sale.
Be patient. My dreams are safe for now.