There is a drum inside me;
it's pulse echoes my...

A [white] damp cotton blouse
and silk [pink] pyjamas...

Behind a wall I yell,
and then in front of you...

The sun was - the sun is
Love was - love is...

Windswept branches
with motion sickness...

There's something
within my sanity...

Warm milk and nutmeg
swathe around her feet...

Just like eggshells
within the sea's palm...

She stood
arms stretched out...

How I wish my purse heavy with paper
rather than heavy with copper...

He knew it was blue;
she knew it was green...

They landed with a thump,
and seemed to writhe around...