- sun-rays -
In my dreams I hold your hand...

Sounds spiral
Up, up...

Tears welled behind my
scuba glass: a seahorse...

Tears welled behind my
scuba glass: a seahorse...

A pocketful of posies.
Will the world fall down...

Things that
are...

Drink your medicine, thickly sweet
Gulp it greedily from mother's teat...

sun rises behind
the frost covered Oaks as...

Majestic swan glides
The liquid mirrored quiet...

My heart
broke the moment...

Cold smog crawls the swamp, like breath, icy cold.
This sneering crowd, hisses, writhing in this...

Clouds release crisp snow
across the sleepy village...