Dizzied Up Girl

Spin
Slowly when it begins
Slowly at first
But spin a bit faster
And faster and quickly
Become so spinningly swift
That your skin screams out
Stop.

A Certain Shade of Melancholy

Practice makes
Pathetic when
Time and
Time again
You try
Your best
To climb
To the
Top of
The hill
And fall
All the
Way into
Where you
Lose but
Love still.

Layered Cake

With a single drop
Glimmering in the sun,
A single drop dropping down
Weightless, floating,
Heavy, falling,
Falling from its place
From where it belongs,
A single drop spilling down,
It says:
I am life,
But without, I am death.

The Maddening Hatter

The posting of words,
Vague and meaningless and dull,
Is what I do best.