Sometimes I
dream
forward but
mostly
go back
and it is
always cold
sweat and
silent screams
that wake
me.
My whole
life
can be
summed up
with a
cheap trick
and a smart-ass
one-liner.
I only seek
what anyone
would,
if they were
honest
with themselves -
an honorable death.
But I
cannot recall
the texture
of honor.
