"Our Friend"
Our friend is in distress...

We chance upon coincidences daily
Let lust confuse the truth about the way we...

In transcendence of craft
And the reach of all study...

My mind spreads out all through my options
As a proliferating hunt for the slightest resolve...

With farewells weighing heavily
My eyes sink in recessive seas...

Well I don''t like to be alone
'N' I don't like to be surrounded...

Sigh
I...

She dances in shadow
Screaming her thoughts out to sea...

We made love down on the beach
Shared our dreams at many parks...

You are the stars unmade
Rest within an autumn glade...

Life is in memory
Staged and edited...

Life is in memory
Staged and edited...