Everything seems so long ago, now -
yesterday...

We had the same hands,
but different lives...

The sunset warning
to which i heed...

Empty chest
veins diverge...

Those many hours
spent staring out the window...

The clouds are running a marathon
in my mind, in the sky...

Infinity is a prime number -
not divisible by two or three...

The corners of
your lips unfold...

Leave certainty for the physicists,
for the academics to discuss...

Absence works to demoralise;
when the feeling's lost...

Welcome to the inner world;
where moving forward...

I am the sound of winter
With the smell of spring...