Damn them! The betrayer,
the heartless, the backstabbers...

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

Sometimes in troubled introspection
in the dark corner of my desperation...

It's all the little things you say
and all the little things you do...

Stumbling into the new day,
dream-dazed and sleepy-eyed...

Twilight
my evening walks...

Bats rats dog
flow doom peels...

The rain piano tinkles down
sated skin pores overflow...

The electric night eats us alive
a fire moon burns the blue-black sky...

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

Splitting thunder makes the heaven's shake,
Black clouds are lit by lightning's glow...

China doll,
my precious china doll...