people turn pale blue
when a guy at the register...

Tomorrow a flower grows
in fields of sorrow, fed by shadows of an Oak...

yesterday as I was watching the numbers of people...
I was thinking how much I love the numbers...

My sleep abandoned me
when being awake hugged me tightly...

He said:
have some ice cream...

roses, roses I would like
to place some on the table...

whenever I’m hot
my ceiling fan gets turn on...

You are a rose that flourishes with love
Thus with this love, I plant you in my heart...

I’m like a grocery’s cart being pushed
around a store...

I wanna run into the arms of the Present
and tick tock my way out out of my worries...

From within a ground, roots grow deep
like screams I hear in my sleep...

Heaven! Heaven! Where are you?
I searched for you in dreams I dreamt...