Precious time,
Such a gift...

Trace, the stranger
Trickles down...

Don't,
A word with such simple meaning...

Save me, Superman,
I’m plunging into death...

Touch-type footsteps
Down the chiseled path...

Flares of red,
Strobes of light...

I wrote this ages ago and just found it, some of...

Buttercup,
You are my child of the grass...

Strike, strike, succeed,
Born at last the presence comes...

Flaking, flaking,
Spiral down...

Dribbling like honey from a spoon,
Your blood is the sugar...

Secrets locked,
Within a chest...