I look for validation, upon a cliff- alone
to be in silence is comforting...
Moonbeams shadow tears I shed
concealing emotions, during a time...
O Zero man! you come
with a continuous denial...
a slow slag-heap-sun
slips into a...
Scattered thoughts
lay exposed under...
The living dead are going to
ask for the right to be...
Summer in a single bite
that lingers in the mouth...
Sometimes I get so high
I look to the sky...
I want to
cut loose the moon...
An old butterfly wing
entangled in a web...
Whatever he is,
all filled with yellow...
The fat moon
rises, when the bland earth...