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Technical Writing & Random Thoughts

The Brutality of Youth - The First Words	:1991-1994
Vanity - Product of a Public Education	:1995-1998
The Resident Muse - The Coffeehouse Era	:1999-2000
Post Education - The Hardcore Haze	:2001-2002
Overworked - Reflections On A Lesser Existence	:2003-2006
Daily Missives - The Poem of the Day Collection	:2005-2007
Sweet Dreams And Other Fictions	:2008-

99.9	you... all of my senses touched, breathing in a smoky haze... my eyes glazed over, I cannot see.... you give me your hand and I take it, wondering, who are you? I... your shiver at my caress, you choke on your own heartbeat... your ears deceiving you, you are surprised to hear me speak... I give you my heart and you cringe, wondering, who am I? We... in the shadows of the evenings cool, living in a shattered world... our hearts both touched, we still don't say... what we want to feel so badly, wondering, when will the other speak?
A Gift From the Natives
A Pie
All About You
All I Ever Was
CMP
And So, I Write
Don't Ask Questions
Fight, Fight... Fight
Ink On Paper
My Monster
Neurophobic
Past Tense
Quiet Repose
Self Inflicted Puppetry
Senses
Playing Chess Alone Again
Nonexistence
Sterile
Strung Along
The Bitterest Truth
The Heart Will Know
The Right Directions
This Is It... This is It!
Time to Come Clean
Too Much of Too Little
Unfounded
Variable: x
When the Sky Fell
With Nothing to Say
Without Failure
You and My Anxiety