Many years ago,
I looped that raspberry ribbon...

And he stood before eternity,
waiting for his love to arrive...

Amidst the moonlit hours
Sounds the rushing cascade...

Her sunny toes clicked
as she curled them...

Today,
black cabs can be...

A dank and musty reek
drip...drop...

Last night, I met a spider
who I hadn't screamed at before...

Victoria was Victorious, in 1898
Gladstone passed away...

Beneath the satin sheet, she lay curled,
weeping to the sound of her lonely...

Sweep my mind
with subtle wisdom [very subtle...

As midnight reflects
upon itching waves...

Ten years old,
genius and foolish...