Monday, July 27, 2009


Her whispered
sweet nothings
fell heavy
on Tyrone's deaf ears.

Tyrone's resolve
was deathly silent.
Her suicides were


She believed faith
could move mountains.
Tyrone was drawn
from the shadows.
Tyrone was a hostage to pity,
her ransom was inarticulate.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009


She said, this looks like
Tornado weather
And Tyrone spun.
He sucked everything
Into the vortex of what
Couldn't be explained.
She implored him
To seek shelter.
Tyrone stared at the sky
Until she blew inside
The funnel too.