To taste before the separation of parts,
annihilation of form...

Peroxide dawn streaks the skies pale salmon
before sleep occurs to him. the drug...

Souls on the Wind
The winds, they blow, whispering to the trees...

Sitting in my room
seeing shadows & shapes...

Solitude,many times i cry at night to have it. I...

I'm sitting here all alone .
talking up my telephone...

A mind fragmented held in sway
As one's senses...