Kia Tonu (Be Still)
Or alternatively: You fools thought I was done...

Your heart is
beating...

There is nothing beautiful
about the ocean...

In darkness, I thieve my
self...

Organ music plays,
black notes fill the room...

A box of memories
engraved with her name...

She says she's going to be a tree
with birds...

Wake up.
It's cold coffee again, and she tells me...

I.
On writhing roads you...

I woke up
when you...

Drowning Lessons/Adventures in Depression...

The swing hung from the tree
deserted...