Yet love enters my blood like an I.V., dripping in its little white moments.
To be without God is to be a snake / who wants to swallow an elephant.
... a starving man doesn't ask what the meal is.
It's a little mad, but I believe I am many people. When I am writing a poem, I feel I am the person who should have written it.
All day I've built a lifetime and now the sun sinks to undo it.
When I'm writing, I know I'm doing the thing I was born to do.