You may look at me with eyes askew
With tears parting lips heavy thoughts accrue...

Picking supernovas from my garden
In a desert far from nowhere...

A minute's breath, stepping
on stair steps laden with...

Hopefully the swan might swim tonight
for the murk of the lake creeps in silence...

Against a tree
a boy once leaned...

Black clouds hover,
Never to reveal...

Promiscuous eyes
and a dazzling grin...

Raging Fire
Deep set in azure eyes...

Wallpaper faces
In this remodeled world...

Fleeting thoughts dance,
Under crimson blankets...

Laughing,
-Dancing...

Hello my friends,
This here's the puppeteer...