I once was a tree
now screwed up, frustrated trash...

...and, the moon was shot
in the head, yet...

And...
when you cry for me...

....S.....
..P...

Anna
Wontons? Not now...

Emmerdale Farm plays
as you sit there...

On the wall, two bugs
bets are on Freddie cockroach...

There it was
on the kitchen bench...

...lie beneath a headstone
with the words...

I once was a feather
that clung to the leaf...

Little Boy fell silently
from uncaring mother's womb...

The pavement their pitch
a busker and an addict...