Upon a day, singing in the womb
it occurred to me of my mumbling tune...

My depression suffocated me
day after first spring and our last snow...

Such a soul as mine
was shaped beyond...

I remained sober for her eyes,
fire water never appealed to me...

Come rest with me, set us free
within a field of lavender...

Your eyes;
shadow my tears...

I watched an hourglass
slowly diminish...

He is the outline of an ordinary day
greeting my fluttering eyelashes with a kiss...

Misty diamonds cascade
over shadows before me...

Food coloring emotions
eased it's way within mirrors...

I miss the patchy,
secret place...

Your silence
is killing tiny...