from p.1 on Mon., April 6th

• Darkness hid the touch of our hands,
  As we grasped the moonlight.
  But ferocious and fiery sunlight,
  altered your mind,
  by morning time.

• Easter bunny faces
  soiled
  with ugly masquerades
  of disappointment over
  dinner.

• I was an angel,
  you could see my wings.
  
  They reached far across the sky.
  
  But now,
  I've shed my wings,
  I'm not an angel anymore.
  
  After being touched by
  the sins of the earth,
  I smile.
  
  What's the big deal?

• Within, I am bound by
  the coast and the power of it--
  copper wiring grounds me
  to tiny pebbles on the
  water and
  sea foam, which is
  the oldest after all.