It's a little bit scary, in the factory of the...
The kids are 200 years old, and everyone's blurry...

Lovely plants,
Little forms...

This thought is simple,
Kind of juvenile...

The wind blows hard, the darkened night,
Scavenging for food, avoiding the light...

I smell oranges, ginger, and cinnamon,
Resting on an evergreen branch, revisiting...

I forgot me, somewhere beyond those hills,
I forgot me, when I separated from my wills...

Iris in his Eye, a colorful scheme,
The hazel burst out into a rainbow-filled dream...

It seems tremulous, when I clench my eyes,
But the more I strain, I realize...

The wall confines, it never forgives,
It holds me in, and denies the humane sieves...

Why did I lose my place?
Shucked from my swaddling cloth...

I am moving along a silent sea,
Peace in spite of me...

I'm a little distracted,
Been trying to read...