How Would You Prepare To Die On

Poetry, Above All Is A Series Of Intense Moments ­ Its Power Is Not In Narrative. I'm Not Dealing With Facts, I'm Dealing With Emotion.

What Do I Haveto Help Me, Without Spell Or Prayer,endure This Hour, Endless, Heartless, Anonymous,the Death Of Love?

You Have Me Like A Drawing, Erased, Coloured In, Untitled, Signed By Your Tongue.

What Will You Do Now With The Gift Of Your Left Life?

Better Off Dead Than Giving In; Not Taking What You Want.