The Invisible Postal Service

I keep thinking you already know. I keep thinking I've sent you letters that were only ever written in my mind.

The Protestors In The Park

And all around, people fall like leaves in the snow. But those who cut you down, do not know, they are planting a forest.

The Forgotten Feeling

I know there was something before you. I just can't remember what it was.

The Future Of Text Books

Should any child be reading this in a history book, you should know that we loved. I hope that hasn't changed.

The Garbage I Became

Now the TV's on at 3am and you're sleeping on the couch, because you can.

Now the plate is where you left it, no one else is going to move it for you.

Now the politics of blankets are gone.

Now the people on the radio sound so far away.

Now you've got no plans when you wake up, just keep on keeping on.

Now the morning fades to light, to twilight, to night.

Now you rinse and repeat.

Now you remove the sleeve and remove the film.

Now you remove the sleeve and pierce the film several times.

Now dinner takes exactly 2:30 minutes.

Now the earth hurtles through the universe around a giant ball of fire.

Now none of your acquaintances know they're really your only friends.

Now none of your friends know they're just acquaintances.

Now you've got to get used to being alone, like when you're born, like when you die.

Now you're free.

Now you can do whatever you want.

You just have to do it alone.

The Rain Thieves

Someone has stolen the music from the rain. Now it's just a distant noise. Playing for you. An audience of one.

The Dark Room

In this room. With the curtains drawn. With the lights on. The sun shining outside. This is where you hurt the most.