Her hair hung down,
each hair calling me calling me
and her glittering eyes saying
get back get back.
Well the majority
has to win so
I touched them. And she jumped back
and her hand
joined the cause of her eyes.
Trembling I asked her to forgive me
which she did
and I resented everything
all the way home,
dying inside.
When started information:
residing on Milnor Ave. in Syracuse, NY
sometime from 1982 at earliest though more like 1984
into 1989
aged 15 into 22
Writings By Erick Heins 