Vines exploring,
My eyes adoring...

My feet tumble across
the surface of a rigid...

Two worlds of thought,
Converge on one axis...

Carelessly strolling,
Mind a wander in this wonderland...

Violation
Mutilation...

What do you do when
The words you strain to write...

First hour of the day;
Health class; Joy...

Surrounded by a nightmare,
In the shadow I am content...

They call them weeping willows,
For the willows know the seasons...

Pardon blood that travels adversely
to the contour of avid growth...

On birds wings I escape to the cosmos,
Striding for the ribbon that is destiny...

The water has a fever, listen to her cry,
Fervent she is, racing down placid...