Storm brewed
bitterness bites...

I am beautiful
and will certainly...

Pear-drops trickle from
Sugared rays and fall...

My vision is blemished with irritation
from endlessly rubbing your image...

I write with
wounded ink...

I was a kid growing
Up in fifties Brooklyn...

I am quite a lonely man
truth known...

And so the sands of time
the fettle and fandangle...

Once upon a time maybe...
There lived a snow white queen...

Batman and Robin
as a child sent my heart throbbin...

Dream catcher please let me
fly away with you, faraway from...

I finish work as late as late
can be...