Firefly within the night
becomes a guide for lashes...

Summer 1979-
I felt a heated sun soaking my...

As far as I can see
the wilderness becomes...

Fingers stretched with
drowning strength...

Spying a Hydra
within shadows...

Colors of golden green shades
cradle aching bones, as I daydream...

Horrible faces haunt me as
voiceless memories float around a...

If sun comes for me
with arms wide open...

Drums beating within
fingers typing...

Ivy gazing, as starlight guides
encircling beauty of webbed design...

I haven't written
about the red van...

I am nothing without
whispers from the eastern...