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

Bitter tea echoes
in a bone-china cup...

Rose petals dance
on her grave...

If happiness was a lifetime
and grievance not a breath...

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

Warm milk and nutmeg
swathe around her feet...

There's something
within my sanity...

Windswept branches
with motion sickness...

Ten years old,
genius and foolish...

I drive
a high speed green machine...

Bitter prickles
send feathers tracing...

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