I wait.
Cold I am
As the ice frozen solid in January.
I am hard as stone
That will not be moved.
I am empty as the vaccuum of space,
And dark as a long winter night.
But ice shall melt come spring.
Stone someday will crumble.
Emptiness can be filled.
Night, however long, becomes day.
And so
I wait.

Julie -May 20, 1997




Dusty Shelf
A Toast
Contempt
Tonight
Advice To An Old Flame
I Want It Back
Crash
Grim Prospects
Make Me Feel
Nature Gets It's Way
Oxymoron
Key To My Heart
Tread Carefully
Once
Slice
Nothing Behind The Mask
What A Waste
Traitorous Feelings
Echoes
Change
A Dare
Why I Drink On The Job
Anacronym Of Pain
It Creeps Up On You
I Wait
All Gone
Too Many Mistakes
I'm Really Alright
Leave Me Alone
Passing Me By
The Lie Is Easier
What A Mess
Stolen
The End
Broken
Have You Looked
Think Twice
Forever
Just Out Of Reach
A Cynics View On Bartending
On Surviving
What If














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