Little blue pills
the numbness...

I am just
one of the strays...

The trees along the river's edge
look like wading women...

Like waves swelling to a crest,
my love for you is heaven unbound...

I tasted autumn tonight
though it's only the middle of summer...

Skyline dreamer drifts
seeing the world behind things...

You want to create new words
to describe these feelings and...

The dying gasp
of the last poet...

Clouds roll gently overhead
billowy puffs of fluff...

Feeling like there\'s no time, zilch
feeling like a nine times blue someday man...

The larkspur serenity
of cicada evenings...

And that was the day
of the eclipse...