“If not, we only know the lie. / Tonight, if you try for once in / your life to no longer hide from / what frightens you, its…”

“Bleak beauty of a mistress at your wedding troubling, / tempting with her winter’s presence, her devastations of disastrous / astral breath rushing in as a northern…”

“Rusts the blood, runs off with too much, / this misplacement of trust in one’s / own self-worth. Such confidence kills, / you know—you for whom others’…”

“Seven inches and single, play / me the way men do when their heart’s / on shuffle, repeating without / shame games as if I were needed. // Don’t…”

“Send me a French postcard / that smells of trampled flowers, musked / with unsympathetic / simulations of passing love, / imitate my pretence / of wanting to be wanted…”