Lost in a maze
of white, transparent...

Bluebells courtesy, sighing at dawn
the clock ticks four, soft morning bliss...

Lost and alone
upon a twig...

Please-
Fingertip dance...

I drink coffee, slow
savoring positive words...

Why do you tolerate
the loony collaborations...

I walked the pathway,
of my destiny in a dream...

The dancing flame,
tween male and female...

He nestles near a river bed
of golden rod and honeysuckle...

I felt the sting
of a whipping tail...

Acid drips from my nose,
dangling upon poor excuses...

Have you ever sat into the mind
of a decayed flower...