Broken Publications: 1 book

"My hands are loosely restingOn a large brown steering wheel.There is loud,Sensually rhythmic musicPounding from my speakers.I am alone." - [A Drive In The Dark]..."PickingShards of glassFrom aBroken picture frameI am remindedOf myself" - [Nervous Laughter]..."He said,She said,The wall said nothingIn reply to all theirNothing."[In Reply To Nothing]