19-Dec-2008
  Back from the Underworld 
    "Although Giulio thought that he could flee into a reckless relationship 
 
  with a much younger woman, he was discovering that his flight might be 
 
  more emotionally perilous than he had thought. Fabienne had planted deep 
 
  self-doubts into his psyche, small seeds of guilt that would grow and haunt 
 
  him especially when he found himself alone. He felt he was a lonely figure 
 
  wandering in an old deserted garden with no exit."
 
  "During his years with Gabrielle, he had never seen himself as predatory. 
 
  In her devotion to him, Gabrielle had acted as if their relationship was 
 
  one of her having no expectations. She had never asked him for exclusivity, 
 
  nor had she ever promised it for herself. Yet what was never asked for nor 
 
  expected was in fact what both had become accustomed to. Despite their living 
 
  a continent apart, Gabie seemed content to fan the flames of their passion 
 
  into a consuming blaze with no plan for the future or no ulterior motive."
 
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  27-Sep-2013
  What remains
    Whispers seep through too thin walls, 
 
  conspire to deny repose.
 
  Words unspoken still are heard, 
 
  disparaging the pilgrim’s journey from a darker world,
 
  increasing isolation and his distance from a lost first love.
 
  Dreamlike visions flash and swirl despite the brightness of the room, 
 
  conjure confusion, 
 
  obscure the light that filters through the shutters
 
  binding him in unseen chains
 
  	forged from tattered suits and frozen phones
 
  	recalling offices above a grand line’s end.
 
  Fears of further loss entwine with anger unprovoked
 
  derived from painful days 
 
  	and sleepless nights upon a leather couch
 
  before a plain of warriors on horseback 
 
  	and shepherds from a mountain realm.
 
  And still She watches.
 
  Long, crowded avenues and boulevards,  
 
  where he walked past pinnacles and urban celebrations,
 
  narrow and become steep, winding streets as in a lonely dream
 
  that wanes and deepens 
 
  refusing to release his spirit from its grip.
 
  And still he walks.
 
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  17-OCT-2009
  A Fading Light
    Fears of further loss entwine with anger unprovoked
 
  derived from painful days 
 
  	and sleepless nights upon a leather couch
 
  before a plain of warriors on horseback 
 
  	and shepherds from a mountain realm.
 
  And still She watches.
 
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