In a narrow corridor,
a hand with short nails...

What if I told you that I miss you?
That I miss you like a car...

from a closed window
a girl with teary eyes watches...

Sometime you’ll realize
you are like a rock in a mouthful of beans...

a toddler
rocks to sleep...

In this 32 degree fahrenheit
alley of life...

Jesus Christ,
You are like the sun rising amongst the mountains...

It hurts.
The wind came some days ago. The rain came after...

You know that little thing
in that little thing...

a green frog
croaks to leap...

Water and the rocks,
Splish and splash, the river goes...

For a child, love was a park,
an amusement center...