*I'm sitting here at my bedroom window, looking...
The air crackles with electricity. White and...

This was actually written May 8th, 2007, but I...
Melody drapes over wind like the scent of...

Night hummed and buzzed with static as leaves...
Within the core of the forest it seemed as though...

Twisting and turning
Spindly black...

Raw - this dust, where it flutters away
Sifting shadows, come out and play...

Everyday tasks become so mundane
Only there to ease the pain...

Softly gliding with primordial wings,
cloyingly salty, the breath of breeze stings...