The restless wind beckoned today,
Come, come ride the open road...

Cascading down the avenue of
melting trees and silent skies...

Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain,
for in the mirror is only a reflection of how I...

The abnormality of your
conformity is your deformity...

As if
tasting ecstasy and exhilaration...

My dreams have faded
day after day leaving only...

The bones of a butterfly
lie dripping gossamer flesh...

In a delicious feather lightness
arms wrapped around each other...

The fish are staring at me
with contempt and smug patience...

(For Dylan Thomas)
Burn the night, seize the day...

You would look great
in my arms, I said...

We are born immortal,
ride our destiny like the wind...