• Fift-Vinc
  • Fifth Floor
    She holds my hand and leads up the cold stone floors To empty rooms that taunt me with their locked cold doors Up and up, the fifth floor Where it's just us I ...
  • There He WAS
    There he WAS all alone in the front with that smile and his eye's wide closed And now I'd like to try To comprehend what he WAS reveled in the same soul shine t...
  • Vincent
    This DNA strand tied like a noose around my neck Like a withered leaf on a sunless branch In the middle of spring hung From my family tree, malnourished me As ...