Should we ever die before we wake//That's one less path we will blindly take...
The Pause Dare
Waiting
And so I sit, waiting for it to rain again...
[We] May Never Meet
Murmur and vim, fervor and whim...
Apocryphal State
Is this not the same place in which most men die?
I Will Do This Someday
What a hopeless phrase. What a terribly, terribly hopeless phrase.
The Air Around Your Lungs
And who says you must wait until time's nearly up to learn how to scream//to learn how to breathe//or to learn how to notice the air around your lungs
December Rose 