In yonder meadow flowers bloom
cascading hues and sweet perfume...

I watched the colour of
washed tamarind gleam...

It's dark as I lie here...
The rest of the house still nestled in sleep...

Modern day living
urban blocks of depression...

A revolving door of ghosts
morphing into new members...

Kuebiko once again stood
tall and proud...

Floating on a downy cloud
of rainbow coloured dreams...

Destination nowhere
your brain's new address...

Isolation is when you wake up
with someone else's dream on your tongue...

To friends we miss, lets take the piss
and pretend that we do care...

My love...steadfast
as a catamaran...

Customised knife
blade, sharpened to perfection...