i don't wear a watch
because i'd rather not know the time
because it only goes one way
and behind me we're together
and up there
we aren't.

i can't look in the mirror
because i don't see my face
because you're all my eyes were made for
and when i'm with you
i don't have to shut my eyes
to dream.

september 1998

i never meant it to happen that way...
and, of course,
it was out of my control.
there's been a lot on my mind
these last few years
- and i only need
a
	bit
		more
			time

go on!
just one more chance?
there's so many things that i have to do

august 1998

a charming man, obsessed with verse,
but hampered by a most dread curse;
although he tried 'most all you can
he could not make his musings scan.

then one day he discovered reason,
and though his colleagues shout of treason
he earns a packet with his diction
as author of romantic fiction

august 1998