A poem about a teenage runaway.

Casting away unwanted belongings.

Undertaker poetry.

Subtly, so subtly, the workings of Time
Must alter the shape of the outer shell
Of a body once vibrant and molded so well! ….

Despite the best intentions, neglect equals entropy.

Last day of November and rain, rain, rain.

The torture of addiction and depression.

Poem.

A poem.

Even when life throws nothing but the worst at you, someone comes along and makes life worth living again.