The rhythm
the rhythm...

(Read the first four lines of each stanza in a...
What is this whirled world...

(dedicated to my Maddy)
My pounding hooves are echoed in your heart...

As I enter your room
That hidden stage for your mime...

As you take my life in your fingers
Tear into tiny strips...

What's the point in beauty?
I can't see it through my tears...

The black ragged wolf
still sings to the crying moon...

Words are infinitely undeclared as they flow
Words are just words and words and words...

Of course I'm OK
And you believe me...