42 Minus Love = Zero

Seven days

I’ve been waiting

For the phone to ring

Seven days

I’ve been dreading

What tomorrow will bring

For life alone without

Your love


Out loud

Like a dying dove

We both bottle up pain

In this driving rain

And it pours

So I walk alone


By tears

And darling I can’t help

Thinking those tears are yours


Soul for Sale

I was wandering through the market today

When I spied my soul for sale

A remnant from another time

Hanging by a cross and nail

A gunshot fired

Memories imploded

The afternoon beckoned

And my soul was reloaded

Then you strolled out of the winter sun

On a familiar breeze of grey

You told me you were saving it

For another day