Too many times
I brushed springs...

I fell before you,
Dawn licking 'neath...

Tranquil darts dance within eye lids of color,
Licking blue veins which caress burning pupils...

"Dance with me" He whispered, draping a...
Slowly my eyes became bloodshot raped by his...

Sunset collapsed,
While abandoning the sky...

The next train you depart on
will hold the scent of cane fields and...

I'd trim the strings of violins;
if I thought it would stop sorrow...

"Hush now darling don't say a word"
The halo above your head reaches a little higher...

I once,
ran my fingers...

Sometimes,
when the wind eases...

The billabong booms with the kind of
blokes and bush rangers that rest bundy...

Call me Medusa if you must,
though I do believe it's...